The Daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1845-1850, 1849-05-04
MARY HowIrr ANDIHoMAs CARLYI,E'

MARY iOWlFf AN ID THOMAS CARLYLE
George Gilflan contributes to the last mum.
her OF Hogg's Instructor article on his recent
visit to London, from which is taken che follow
lug interesting account OF his interview with
MARY HowIrr and THo's CARLYLE:
Tuesday the 18th, wassperhaps on the whole
the hnest oil our London days At the close OF
our hrst lecture we received letter from Marv
Hewitt, requesting us to call on her. We did
so and unfortunately we found her husband out.
put enjoyed our visit exceedingly notwthstand.
ing Mary Hewitt is the least in the world of
an authoress. She is mild middle aged, intel
hgent and lady-like English matron, who is fine
looking and has made narrow escape from he.
lug beautiful She dresses not like Quakeress
but Ike lady; her manners are gently digni6ed:
her conversation interesting and fluent Gifted
with true genius, surrounded by an amiabe and
accomplished family, and united TO husband
oil rare talent, she has been enabled from such
sources to drink defiance to misfortune. and to
retain moon-lke complacency amid the clouds
which have OF late clouded her path. She spoke
with great delight of Scotland, and hoped that
circumstances would yet permit her pass part
oil each year amid its romantic scenery. Alto.
gether, she came up to our ideal OF the author of
Marion's Pilgrimage.
"ln the evening we repaired to Thomas Car.
lyle's We expected to have had the company OF
honas Baney, who had engaged TO go along
win US. Indeed, we had smiled for weeks at
Inc thought OF Scottish parson forming the con-
meeting Ink between the most popular preacher
ana the most powerful writer 10 London
put unfortunately, he was prevented. We
"eht' however, alone, and enjoyed the visit as
Aeehiy as before. Carlyle's talk was not TO be
sule u UNLOCK 1t was principally concern.
ing these men he spoke-Chalmers, Irving and
brougham. The broad benignity, the catholicity
Tue rugged heaven which Chalmers carried abour
WIN nm In his face and nature are very dear
70 CdFlyie. He is to him the last oil the Christ.
ians. towards Irving his feelings are vet warm
er and tenderer His errors seem to him ,hs
o'uhuers OF some glorious child, or rather the
mistakes oil some superior being shot athwart the
sphere OF earth but never fully naturaIized 10 its
cold meagre climate, It's hollow customs, and it's
aehned laws. Tie told us that Irving, upon his
death bed regretted bitterly that he had not seen
ana consulted, and followed his advice more re-
quehliy. This Is as yet Carlyle's highest praise.
L nat being like Edward Irving always detain-
ed on earth by tie so slender-on the brink Of
eternity and in the almost vision oil that face and
form which had so long haunted his dreams. should
pause ana give smile so cordial, and wave of
the hand so gracious TO one v no, according 10
the way which men call heresy, was worship
ping the God of his fathers is equal to an in
scrlption upon world statue TO one OF the great
est heroes as well as hero worshippers in our
time.
"Cariyle's lnvectiye sometimes seems the foul
spitle OF some angry god. 1t is wild flashing
rain from above, like Isaiah in his wrath. And
what torrent he aid pour upon the head of
Henry brougham, 'who had changed his soul in
TO hurdy gurdy hit for any tune. and all whose
faculties had run 10 'tongue!' In such talk the
evening wore away, and we were compelled re.
luctanty to leave"