friend Conway,* who is a boundless admirer of yours, used to come
our way regularly now and then; and we always liked him well. A
man of most gentlemanly, ingenious ways; turn of thought always
loyal and manly, though tending to be rather _winged_ than
solidly ambulatory. He talked of coming to Scotland too; but it
seems uncertain whether we shall meet. He is clearly rather a
favorite among the London people,--and tries to explain America
to them; I know not if with any success. As for me, I have
entirely lost count and reckoning of your enormous element, and
its enormous affairs and procedures for some time past; and can
only wish (which no man more heartily does) that all may issue in
as blessed a way as you hope. Fat--(if you know and his fat
commonplace at all) amused me much by a thing he had heard of
yours in some lecture a year or two ago. "The American Eagle is
a mighty bird; but what is he to the American Peacock." At
which all the audience had exploded into laughter. Very good.
Adieu, old Friend.

Yours ever,
T. Carlyle

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* Mr. Moncure D. Conway.
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CLXXIII. Emerson to Carlyle