Tuesday morning
I’m just after demolishing my breakfast, and believe me that ’twas no small one. This is wild morning. The wind is high and the rain pelts most furiously. I have a most interesting prospect at present before me, I gaze out of the window of my room, and the varied beauties of wood and water strike my delighted eyes. Let not the idea of waving foliage however combine with your notion of wood. The wood which I speak of is the piles of red deal and yellow pine which stand in hoary majesty in the timber yard about 100 yards in front of me; and the water! picture not to yourself the unruffled surface of a glassy lake along whose placid bosom the graceful swan glides smoothly. No Sir! it is a pool where the gabbling ducks revel in all the rich exuberance of – mud.
Do you know the address of Mr Ryan the American gent. If you dont perhaps Mr James Thomas1 does. If possible procure it and send it to me, I want it for a particular purpose. I expect the Sentinel2 by this morning’s post, I sent for it last week. There goes the postman, but no paper, they must have been late in posting it. Mr Eivers, he of whom you heard me speak of often has left the Survey. I hear he has got a situation worth £300 a year.3
And now what more have I to say? Verily nothing. This being the case
I subscribe myself | Your affectionate son | John.
RI MS JT 1/10/3286
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Mr James Thomas: see letter 0013, n. 7.
Sentinel: the Carlow Sentinel.
Mr Eivers … got a situation worth £300 a year: Lawrence Eivers had possibly left for a job on the Tithe Survey in London as William Ginty told Tyndall on 23 April 1843: ‘Larry Eivers … has just arrived from the great metropolis. He is walking about here [i.e. Liverpool] … – to improve his health previous to his removal for the examination of a Township on the Tithe scale about 10 or 12 miles from here’; see letter 0200.
Please cite as “Tyndall0172,” in Ɛpsilon: The John Tyndall Collection accessed on 4 May 2024, https://epsilon.ac.uk/view/tyndall/letters/Tyndall0172