le impatience.

Stearns Wheeler, the Cambridge tutor, a good Grecian, and the
editor, you will remember, of your American Editions, is going to
London in August probably, and on to Heidelberg, &c. He means, I
believe, to spend two years in Germany, and will come to see you
on his way; a man whose too facile and good-natured manners do
some injustice to his virtues, to his great industry and real
knowledge. He has been corresponding with your Tennyson, and
editing his Poems here. My mother, my wife, my two little girls,
are well; the youngest, Edith, is the comfort of my days. Peace
and love be with you, with you both, and all that is yours.

--R. W. Emerson

In our present ignorance of Mr. Alcott's address I advised his
wife to write to your care, as he was also charged to keep you
informed of his place. You may therefore receive letters for him
with this.

LXXVII. Carlyle to Emerson

Chelsea, London, 19 July, 1842

My Dear Emerson,--Lest Opportunity again escape me, I will take
her, this time, by the forelock, and write while the matter is
still hot. You have been too long without hearing of me; far
longer, at least, than I meant. Here is a second Letter from
you, besides various intermediate Notes by the hands of Friends,
since that Templand Letter of mine: the Letter arrived
yesterday; my answer shall get under way today.

First under the head of business let it be authenticated that the
Letter enclosed a Draft for L51; a new, unexpected munificence
out of America; which is ever and anon dropping gifts upon me,--
to be received, as indeed they partly are, like Manna dropped out
of the sky; the gift of unseen Divinities! The last money I got
from you changed itself in the usual soft manner from dollars
into sovereigns, and was what they call "all right,"--all except
the little Bill (of Eight Pounds and odds, I think) drawn on
Fraser's Executors by Brown (Little and Brown?); which Bill the
said Executors having refused for I know not what reason, I
returned it to Brown with note of the dishonor done it, and so
the sum still stands on his Books in our favor. Fraser's people
are not now my Booksellers, except in the matter of your _Essays_
and a second edition of _Sartor;_ the other Books I got
transferred to a certain pair of people named "Chapman and Hall,
186 Strand"; which operation, though (I understand) it was
transacted with great and vehemen