please love his catholicism, that at his age can relish the
_Sartor,_ born and inveterated as he is in old books. Moreover,
he lay awake all night, he told my friend last week, because he
had learned in the evening that some young men proposed to issue
a journal, to be called _The Transcendentalist,_ as the organ of
a spiritual philosophy. So much for our gossip of today.

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* Mr. Henry Barnard, of Hartford, Connecticut, to whom Emerson
had given a note of introduction to Carlyle.
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But my errand is yet to tell. Some friends here are very
desirous that Mr. Fraser should send out to a bookseller here
fifty or a hundred copies of the _Sartor._ So many we want very
much; they would be sold at once. If we knew that two or three
hundred would be taken up, we should reprint it now. But we
think it better to satisfy the known inquirers for the book
first, and when they have extended the demand for it, then to
reproduce it, a naturalized Yankee. The lovers of Teufelsdrockh
here are sufficiently enthusiastic. I am an icicle to them.
They think England must be blind and deaf if the Professor makes
no more impression there than yet appears. I, with the most
affectionate wishes for Thomas Carlyle's fame, am mainly bent on
securing the medicinal virtues of his book for my young
neighbors. The good people think he overpraises Goethe. There I
give him up to their wrath. But I bid them mark his unsleeping
moral sentiment; that every other moralist occasionally nods,
becomes complaisant and traditional; but this man is without
interval on the side of equity and humanity! I am grieved for