The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1892-09-11

nnNe KNOWN UHBm ALL DuU any one VINO may
precincts Of kensinston, square and .fb@o..
y9nd Young street. where, the porters
INTO mt" tho fin ,irihrs r %"i' Which '"is Sa%s
TO London. must DO imaginative indeed to com
senillrd when King George, was y detained.
are piled UP high with bricks md stories roar
ing like n new babel to the sky, Thcrc nre
Sis,Ss Gs dwcrinp ,T Wn vMsis f1n .1%an gardens
ing. engines whistling. ] can scarcely inug-
inc my father himself whiting "%Esinoni,'" in
place by telegram. in flats. in lifts. in motrop"l-
itan rai Iwnys-they, vii whirl lNi"n. like on cr-
imagine devotion such as Esmond's continuing
IN this rapid sequence OF events: IL seems ms
it. new Impulses. both physical anil mcntil.
sions; az II n new race must people tho earth.
B"atrix indeed might belong to the later
would scom strangely out Of place.
There Is ons Iart q London. however. which
i siSSm Sc tt rT BY ,!'t tie c anMsTa e sAGsn, d iG1 fashion i"p
aud events: and that is Chelsea. whittier we
,!sel often to he sen, as children. crossing he
narrow street called Paradise row into tho
Kings read: and then after, few minutes
lyle lived To, tho end OF their lives. and which
seems t" all "f us made living still by their
The old house in Cheyne row is ono Of tho
irst things | can remember when we came to
London. Its stiffness. it's dimnoss. its pan
quiet garden behind. where Mt intervals In
tne hrickwork Ivy the tobacco pines al ready
coat. barking and trembling in every iimb-it
all comes beior" one with so much cleurness
that. although so much has Leon said about
that home. ! cannot omit all mention OF IL
place made So vivid n rart Of my early ne.
fashions, portraits without end. which my
father liked 50 much; W stairs was tn. pm
street. and the partrait Of Oliver Cromv eli eli
hanging opposite tho windows. But best of all.
there was Mrs. CARLYLE herself. a living picture:
GainShorongh should hnvo been alive to paint
place. She looked ike one Of th" grand Indies Il
upon, She used to be handsomely dressed in
velvet and rnint lace. She 1T there at leisure
Hmiliiar.' Tut cordial. disniti"d. and nd n Mas led
t"h!Ss covered with nia IS Of silver i've " and
to see her we had walked to Chelsea
l!na@sS" wh ieS . shnSe' now aHa b ss6Hss s snSsS
kcnsington. and when We arrived. numb and
chilled ind tired; We i9Hna L in tn" dining
licious hot cups of chocolate all ready prepared
for us, with saucers placed upon the top. Il
hot chocolate became u sort Of institution.
Again and again she has sat by. BENEVOLENT
invi,inr our conndences. centIdinrr in u.s. to n
certain degree.
She useIto tell us many Of tho stories which,
weary Of, discoursinG OF "Cariylss."' OF lis
genius. his dysnensia. Of quoting his savings.
:. never I, y"4 y W,sT NARY ,Sr = a 4 dysp I'ssi s MAN nS Of re To Say:
l remember she used to tell US. when he first
grew, u heard. how all the time he had
wandering, about the house, and be.
moaning that which WAS amiss in the uni:
Carlyie's comnnny: il he came in and sat
dowr in the armchair. which was his on the
opposite side to the sofa; we Immediately went
intie' study distinctly added to our enjoyment
while. he remained up stairs. Mrs. CARLYLE
study. Many of her .ndmonitions and friendly
warnings have remained in my memory. Once.
Locking ;n cSp bssan ~ = me " With sel Ter daok
1--WE; have SaS air aTi'" she s ..said. "a 's great deal
more power over our minds than It is at all
iSu mv o %sa T fi}n." she he s said l." Wien a%er' T ! feit tina! thae
strength and might | should be crazed out:
right. | passed through that time safely: !
va. n ras1 to '' cant it ite Gnt th hsa n3t to t tss m I sm
convinced Of and that fact is not nearly
children. | was a grown young lady. keeping
= diary yG at t i; , time nnew in which l., / ind tn. .r !"ll9w-
uaIrlyIe's. where we found Lady Stanley Of ii.
dtrley lust leaving, the room: then Mrs. Car
lyle. taking up the talk again; Immediately be-
Bele." which had lust come out. She lad
written to the author. she said:, she had
nIv. She said that Mr.. Carlyle declined read
ing the hook. and whom she expressed u hope
s tnat i t, T 9d ytu If io sg"f it to sa hsE ' .Mnt s sSSaIad e
he send it 7 she said; no sent me tho first
You are Just Xix" all weemen, said he. tMr.
WAYS forming unreasonable expectations.'"
We wer" going away. for we heard II ring at
visitors. Then the door opened, and in came.
not visitors. but Charly. the maid. carrying m
unmistakah!e publishers broWn.paper par.
came and sat down upon the sofa. Mrs. Car
lyle exclaimed and started forward. We
were Lethree orange volumes o. Adam Bede.'
Here are two notes to my father in the phi
losophers handsome crunped handwriting:
CHELSEA. oath May. 1850.
Alas. dear Thackcray. burst as soon under:
steeple as to eat a whitehall, dinner in Ivy
present low and lost state! Never in my life
Man at and spi i a " na rrats aGH a Fsa 2 f io9 m 5sot and
still hope for me il you can. i!oTTrs eysr:
".DEAI ~THAcKERAY: The thing, | contempla-
ted Just now Tor the nucleus Of the thing was
n%letter concerning that aneedote about ION;
FRANCHISES. Begin you. gentlemen; wouldn't
d" such n thing for the world!' My letter is
from Lord Charles Hay. Captain OF the Scots
lnsi!iers;. muin actor in the business; it was
sent me last year by Lord Clifford: and | could
have been worth publishing.
But on applying to, Lord Clifford. he what
he is himself. | believe. truly sorry for)
cannot! Ut present give me permission. So the
poor little enterprise falls to nothing again:
and l may be said to be in a state Of ili-luck
Just now!
III | ever in the end OF this book have life left.
you shall have plenty o! things. But for tho
time being | can only answer de Drotmiis to
the above effect.
"Iairwind and full sea to you in this hitherto
80 successful voyage. Tor which the omons GER
tainly ars on all sides good. Your people DO
not send mo u copy lsince No. IL: but we
always draw our purse upon 1t to the small
extent requisite. Yours ever truly.
"T. CARLYLE."
These notes were written when the CornhiN
was first started. an e%ventful time In our lives.
Some voices AFRO those which speak to us:
others speak for us. The first brlon. to tho
immortnis who Iwcll apart somewhere beyond
the unun laYics Of common life and moods. and
il is. perhaps. for that very reason they ara
best able TO give uttcrRnce to oraclrs; the 9TH
crs belong 10 humanity itself. and among
these hitter. who would not reckon Carlyl"'s,t
,yish y,, c,ulI y.t f,rlyIa'u Nisrul-