Royal Institution of Great Britain
2nd. Feby 1876.
My dear Darwin
I hope I am not wrong in counting on such a fraction of your sympathy as will justify me on making known to you myself the contemplated change in my life.
Rumour has probably already told you that Louisa, eldest daughter of Lord Claud Hamilton, has chosen to forsake her own beautiful home and share my modest rooms here at the Royal Institution.1 This simple fact yields an indication of her character— That I have learned to know under every variety of circumstance. On Alp and glacier; in mountain huts; by the sea margin, among the fair fields of England, and in her own home. Strong, tender, entirely womanly, utterly selfrenouncing—these are what I have seen her to be long before a dream of our present relation crossed my thoughts. She is a noble and capable worker, and I firmly hope that she and I will do some good work here together.
My investigation has been a little broken in upon by this matter. But I have one great section of it fairly rounded off. I am resuming it. To my regret I shall be forced to go into the whole history of Bastian’s work, dealing with his logic as well as with his experiments.2 I was disposed to deal with him in the tenderest manner; but his recent exhibition in the Times shows me that a far different treatment will be needed.3
The change in the Medical Journals is radical— They see that the end of the nonsense which they have so long countenanced is nigh.4
Give my kindest regards to Mrs. Darwin & to your sons & daughters | and believe me ever | Yours faithfully | John Tyndall
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-10377,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on