at Bredfield, about three miles from Woodbridge. You may take
my word (will you?) that you will be very welcome at either or both of
these places; I mean, to the owners as well as myself.

Well, then there is a Steamer every Wednesday and Sunday; which starts
from Blackwall at 9 a.m.; to go by which you must be at the Blackwall
Railroad Station in Fenchurch Street by half past eight. This Steamer
gets to Ipswich at half past 5 or 6; probably in time for a Woodbridge
Coach, but not certainly. It is a very pleasant sail. The Rail to
Ipswich takes three or two and a half hours.

Have I more to say? I can't think of it if I have. Only, dear Mrs.
Carlyle, please to let me know what C. is '_To Eat--Drink--and Avoid_.'
As I know that his wants are in a small compass, it will be as easy to
get what he likes as not, if you will only say. If you like Sunday
Steam, it will be quite convenient whether here or at Farlingay. Crabbe
only is too glad if one doesn't go to his church.

BREDFIELD, _Sunday_.

Scrap for Scrap! I go to-morrow to stay at Farlingay, where you will
find me, or I will find you, as proposed in my last. Do not let it be a
burden on you to come now, then, or at all; but, if you come, I think
this week will be good in weather as in other respects. You will be at
most entire Liberty; with room, garden, and hours, to yourself, whether
at Farlingay or here, where you must come for a day or so. Pipes are the
order of the house at both places; the Radiator always lighting up after
his 5 o'clock dinner, and rather despising me for not always doing so. At
both places a capital sunshiny airy Bedroom without any noise. I wish
Mrs. C. could come, indeed; but I will not propose this; for though my
Farm has good room, my Hostess would fret herself to entertain a Lady
suitably, and that I would avoid, especially toward Harvest time. Will
Mrs. Carlyle believe this?

E. F. G.

P.S. Bring some Books. If you don't find yourself well, or at ease,
with us, you have really but to go off without any sort of Ceremony as
soon as you like: so don't tie yourself to any time at all. If the
weather be fair, I predict you will like a week; and I shall like as much
more as you please; leaving you mainly to your own devices all the while.

_From T. Carlyle_.

CHELSEA, 7 _Augt_. 1855.

DEAR FITZGERALD,

In spite of these heavy showers, I persist in believing the weather will
clear, and means really to be dry: at any