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Show ' A Visit Raskin Paid Carlyle. I heard a pretty account once from Mr. Alfred Lyttelton of a viBit paid by Rug-kin Rug-kin to Carlyle in the old familiar room in Cheyne Walk, with the old picture of Cromwell on the wall, and Mrs. Carlyle'a little tables and pretty knickknacks still in their quiet order. Mr. Kuskln had been ill not long before, and as he talked on of something he cared about, Mr. Lyttelton said his eyes lightod up, and he seemed agitated and moved. Carlyle stopped him short, saying the subject was too interesting. "You must take care," he said, with that infinite kindness kind-ness which Carlyle could show, "you will be making yourself ill once more." And Ruskiu, quite simply, like a child, atopped short. "You are right," he said, calling Carlyle "master," and then went on to talk of something else, ns dull, no doubt, as anything could be that Ruskin and Carlyle could talk about together. Anne Thackeray Ritchie in Harper'i Magazine - |