5th. Feby. 1876.
My dear Darwin
I wrote to you this morning when the teapot was a proposal merely. It has now come, and any thing more exquisite than it and its appurtenances I have never seen.1 Louisa2 was with me when it arrived and she could not find words to express her sense of your kindness. “What shall we say to him” I asked. “How shall we thank him?” “Say” said she simply “that the gift is worthy of the giver. Nothing higher can be said regarding it”.
Yours to the last | John Tyndall
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-10382,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on