The "address" of course is still more
unknown to _me_ at present: but we shall know it, and the man it
indicates, I hope, again before long. So, much for that.
And now, dear Emerson, Adieu. Will your next Letter tell us the
_when?_ O my Friend! We are here with Quakers, or Ex-Quakers
rather; a very curious people, "like water from the crystal
well"; in a very curious country too, most beautiful and very
ugly: but why write of it, or of anything more, while half
asleep and lotos-eating! Adieu, my Friend; come soon, and let
us meet again under this Sun.
Yours,
T. Carlyle
CXXV. Emerson to Carlyle
Concord, 30 September, 1847
My Dear Carlyle,--The last steamer brought, as ever, good tidings
from you, though certainly from a new habitat, at Leeds, or near
it. If Leeds will only keep you a little in its precinct, I will
search for you there; for it is one of the parishes in the
diocese which Mr. Ireland and his friends have carved out for me
on the map of England.
I have taken a berth in the packet-ship "Washington Irving,"
which leaves Boston for Liverpool next week, 5 October; having
decided, after a little demurring and advising, to follow my
inclination in shunning the steamer.
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