ving that you cannot be spared.

Fare well, dear friend,
R.W. Emerson

CLXXXIX. Emerson to Carlyle

Concord, 4 September, 1871

My Dear Carlyle,--I hope you will have returned safely from the
Orkneys in time to let my son Edward W.E. see your face on his
way through London to Germany, whither he goes to finish his
medical studies,--no, not finish, but prosecute. Give him your
blessing, and tell him what he should look for in his few days in
London, and what in your Prussia. He is a good youth, and we can
spare him only for this necessity. I should like well to
accompany him as far as to your hearthstone, if only so I could
persuade you that it is but a ten-days ride for you thence to
mine,--a little farther than the Orkneys, and the outskirts of
land as good, and bigger. I read gladly in your letters some
relentings toward America,--deeper ones in your dealing with
Harvard College; and I know you could not see without interest
the immense and varied blossoming of our possibilities here,--of
all nationalities, too, besides our own. I have heard from Mrs.
--- twice lately, who exults in your kindness to her.

Always affectionately, Yours,
R.W. Emerson

CXC. Emerson to Carlyle

Baltimore, Md., 5 January, 1872

My Dear Carlyle,--I received from you through Mr. Chapman, just
before Christmas, the last rich instalment of your Library
Edition; viz. Vols. IV.-X. _Life of Friedrich;_ Vols. L-III.
_Translations from German;_ one volume General Index; eleven
volumes in all,--and now my stately collection is perfect.
Perfect too is your Victory. But I clatter my chains with joy,
as I did forty years ago, at your earliest gifts. Happy man you
should be, to whom the Heaven has allowed such masterly
completion. You shall wear your crown at the Pan-Saxon Games
with no equal or approaching competitor in sight,--well earned by
genius and exhaustive labor, and with nations for your pupils and
praisers. I count it my eminent happiness to have been so nearly
your contemporary, and your friend,--permitted to detect by its
rare light the new star almost before the Easterners had seen it,
and to have found no disappointment, but joyful confirmation
rather, in coming close to its orb. Rest, rest, now for a time;
I pray you, and be thankful. Meantime, I know well all your
perversities, and give them a wide berth. They seriously annoy a
great many worthy readers