Everybody has been wrong in his guess, except good
women, who never despair of an Ideal right.
I thank you for sending to me so gracious a gentleman as Mr.
Stanley, who interested us in every manner, by his elegance, his
accurate information of that we wished to know, and his
surprising acquaintance with the camp and military politics on
our frontier. I regretted that I could see him so little. He
has used his time to the best purpose, and I should gladly have
learned all his adventures from so competent a witness. Forgive
this long writing, and keep the old kindness which I prize above
words. My kindest salutations to the dear invalid!
--R.W. Emerson
CLXXII. Carlyle to Emerson
Cummertrees, Annan, Scotland, 14 June, 1865
Dear Emerson,--Though my hand is shaking (as you sadly notice) I
determine to write you a little Note today. What a severance
there has been these many sad years past!--In the first days of
February I ended my weary Book; a totally worn-out man, got to
shore again after far the ugliest sea he had ever swam in.
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