ica by Messrs. Phillips and Sampson, of
Boston, of a complete edition of Carlyle's works, to be printed
from the stereotype plates of the English edition then in course
of issue by Messrs. Chapman and Hall.
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And how many were "printed," thinks Mr. Phillips? I saw one set;
dreadfully ugly Books, errors in every page;--and to this hour I
have never heard of any other! The amount remains zero net; and
it would appear there was simply one copy "printed," the ugly one
sent to myself, which I instantly despatched again somewhither!
On second thought perhaps you had better _not_ tell Mr. Phillips
this story, at least not in this way. _His_ integrity I would
not even question by insinuation, nor need I, at the point where
we now are. I perceive he sees in extraordinary brilliancy of
illumination his own side of the bargain; and thinks me ignorant
of several things which I am well enough informed about. In
brief, make a perfect peace between us, O friend, and man of
peace; and let the wampums be all wrapped up, and especially the
tomahawks entirely buried, and the thing end forever! To you
also I owe apologies; but not to you do I pay them, knowing from
of old what you are to me. Enough, enough!
I got your Book by post in the Highlands; and had such a day
over it as falls rarely to my lot! Not for seven years and more
have I got hold of such a Book;--Book by a real man, with eyes in
his head; nobleness, wisdom, humor, and many other things, in
the heart of him. Such Books do not turn up often in the decade,
in the century. In fact I believe it to be worth all the Books
ever written by New England upon Old. Franklin might have
written such a thing (in his own way); no other since! We do
very well with it here, and the wise part of us _best._ That
Chapter on the Church is inimitable; "the Bishop asking a
troublesome gentleman to take wine,"--you should see the kind of
grin it awakens here on our best kind of faces. Excellent the
manner of that, and the matter too dreadfully _true_ in every
part. I do not much seize your idea in regard to "Literature,"
though I do details of it, and will try again. Glad of that too,
even in its half state; not "sorry" at _any_ part of it,--you
Sceptic! On the whole, write _again,_ and ever again at greater
length: there lies your only fault to me. And yet I know, that
also is a right noble one, and rare in our day.
O my friend, save always for me some c
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