Probably _he_ may deliver you the Vol. IV. of _Frederic;_ he
will tell you our news (part of which, what regards my poor Wife,
is very bad, though God be thanked not yet the worst);--and, in
some six months, he may bring me back some human tidings from
Concord, a place which always inhabits my memory,--though it is
so dumb latterly!
Yours ever,
T. Carlyle
CLXXI. Emerson to Carlyle
Concord, 26 September, 1864
Dear Carlyle,--Your friend, young Stanley, brought me your letter
now too many days ago. It contained heavy news of your
household,--yet such as in these our autumnal days we must await
with what firmness we can. I hear with pain that your Wife, whom
I have only seen beaming goodness and intelligence, has suffered
and suffers so severely. I recall my first visit to your house,
when I pronounced you wise and fortunate in relations wherein
best men are often neither wise nor fortunate. I had already
heard rumors of her serious illness. Send me word, I pray you,
that there is better health and hope.
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