Vol. IX. (of XXI.) by Thomas Carlyle]@TWC D-Link book Vol. IX. (of XXI.) 4/31 let us hope there will nothing bad happen. The other day I drank your dear health, Monsieur; and I wait only the news from my Cattle-stall that the Calf I am fattening there is ready for sending to you. I unite Mars and Housekeeping, you see. Send me your Secretary's name, that I may address your Letters that way,"-- our Correspondence needing to be secret in certain quarters. "With a" truly infinite esteem, "FREDERIC." NAUEN, 10th MAY, 1732. |