2d of
October, and Mr. Emerson at once proceeded to Manchester. After
spending a few hours in friendly talk, he was 'shot up,' as
Carlyle had desired, to Chelsea, and at the end of a week
returned to Manchester, to begin his lectures."
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Know then, my Friend, that in verity your Home while in England
is _here;_ and all other places, whither work or amusement may
call you, are but inns and temporary lodgings. I have returned
hither a day or two ago, and free from any urgent calls or
businesses of any kind; my Wife has your room all ready;--and
here surely, if anywhere in the wide Earth, there ought to be a
brother's welcome and kind home waiting you! Yes, by Allah!--An
"Express Train" leaves Liverpool every afternoon; and in some
six hours will set you down here. I know not what your
engagements are; but I say to myself, Why not come at once, and
rest a little from your sea-changes, before going farther? In
six hours you can be out of the unstable waters, and sitting in
your own room here. You shall not be bothered with talk till you
repose; and you shall have plenty of it, hot and hot, when the
appetite does arise in you. "No. 5 Great Cheyne Row, Chelsea":
come to the "London Terminus," from any side; say these magic
words to any Cabman, and by night or by day you are a welcome
apparition here,--foul befall us otherwise! This is the fact:
what more can I say? I make my affidavit of the same; and
require you in the name of all Lares and Penates, and Household
Gods ancient and modern which are sacred to men, to consider it
and take brotherly account of it!--
Shall we hear of you, then, in a day or two: shall we not
perhaps see you in a day or two! That depends on the winds and
the chances; but our affection is independent of such. Adieu;
_au revoir,_ it now is! Come soon; come at once.
Ever yours,
T. Carlyle
Extracts from Emerson's Diary
October, 1847
"I found at Liverpool, after a couple of days, a letter which had
been seeking me, from Carlyle, addressed to 'R.W.E. on the
instant when he lands in England,' conveying the heartiest
welcome and urgent invitation to house and hearth. And finding
that I should not be wanted for a week in the Lecture-rooms I
came down to London on Monday, and, at ten at night, the door was
opened by Jane Carlyle, and the man himself was behind her with a
lamp in the hall. They were very little changed from their old
selves of fou
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