The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1883-04-06

attachment to me (Which lasted about ten
years and then suddenly ended, | never
knew why)-an altogether clear, logical, hon
est, amicable young man. and respected as
such here, though sometimes felt to be
rather colorless even aqueous-nO religion
In almost any form traceable in him." Oar
win was also among their constant visitors.
Mrs. Carlyle had not much of an opinion
OF his theory of the origin of the species, and
he had not much idea of her husbands re-
ligion. after all, p" said Darwin to her one
day, what the deuce is Carlyle's religion, or
has he any|' AT which Mrs. Carlyle shook
her head, and assured him that she knew no
more than himself Alfred Tennyson, then
a young man, was a great favorite OF hers.
She speaks of him as a great genius, though
the vulgar public had not yet recognized
him for SUCH" Get his poems, if you can"
she writes to friend, land read the Ulysses
Dora, The Vision of SIM and you will find
we do not overrate him; besides, he is very
handsome man and anoble-hearted one with
something of the gypsy, which Tor Inc is per-
fectly charming" There is only one Amer
lean OF whom Mrs, Carlyle speaks with any
patience, and that one is Emerson-"Who is
there else worth knowing in American Yet
in another letter she speaks OF sending a
volume of his essays to a friend, and says, 81
wish you good of them"
Carlyle took no part in the domestic ar
rangements except to find fault when things
were not quite to his mind. He wanted
everything about the place kept as still as
mouse, so that he was in constant hot water
with his neighbors, who had not the same
desire for quiet as he had. He was always
making war upon their parrots and poultry,
and even took to regulating the hours of
practicing upon the pianoforte INDUCED in
by young lady next door. Not only did he
take no part in household matters, but even
in things that more concern a man, so that
Mrs CARLYLE had to 90 to the tax office and
transact other unpleasant business, even to
the buying of his coats and trousers. He
simply wouldn't go; he would prefer to be
taxed unJustly or to go about in rags than
to make any exertion in the matter himself
and then, as Mrs, Carlyle says, he had such a
quick temper that had he gone anywhere
where little diplomacy was necessary he
would have made matters much worse than
they were.
Mrs. Carlyles diary is even more personal
than her letters for it was intended only for
her own eyes, and in it she records all her
Jealonsies and unhappinesses. She took the
notion to keep diary without any moral
end in view" but ''just as the Scotch pro-
lessor drank whisky-because l like it and
because it is cheap" Her first entry re-
lates to Lady Ashburton and her troubles in
that direction-"That eternal Bath House. l
wonder how 'rany thousand miles Mr.. G.
has walked between there and here, and put
ting 1t altogether, setting uD always another
milestone and another between himself and
me. Oh, good gracious when | first no.
ticed that heavy yellow house, without
knowing or caring to whom it belonged,
how far was from dreaming that thrG ugh
years and years should carry every stones
weight of it on my heart" But why should
we lay bare a dead womans Utmost SOUL
even though justified in so doing by her
husband or Mr. Froude2