To THOMAS FORBES KELSALL
[Postmark 14 Ap 1825]
MY DEAR KELSALL,–If you have no inclination to insert yourself in the Oxford coach wh: passes by the top of Houndwell St at 8 each morning, wh I think you could do as easily as visit Fareham. I will thank you if you will pick the lock of my trunk put all the books &c into it & send it to me here as soon as convenient. I hope you have been very dull and tired with the MSS I sent you, headache and hypochondria were what you deserved for snapping the thread wh suspended such a weight of lead above your unhappy and now suffering brainpan.
I left Procter writing, more for the Edinburgh, New Monthly, & retrospective, I fear, than for the drama; he is locked up every morning from 10 till 1/2 p. 1 by his wife with 1/2 a quire of foolscap & a quill–Why did you not, when last in town, pay your respects to Mrs. Shelley at Kentish town? I saw the other day, very well, & enjoying the Italian April, Mr. White, who, I find, is in very low repute here just at present, [he] has been writing an obliging continuation of Don Juan–to moralize the noble Spaniard. Knight is going to resuscitate his magazine, excluding original poetry entirely, what will cousin Moultrie say? Mr. Praed has lately become a private tutor at Eton; this has chagrined all his poetical friends exceedingly.
Pray do not attribute any of the Oxford Magazine to me; but come up here as soon as you can–& bring my things with you, all turned into the trunk if possible–have no mercy on the lock; it is a vile one.
“T.F. KELSALL Esqre
3 Houndwell Lane