Down Farnborough Kent
Wednesday
My dear Hooker
I have written you so many letters, that I fear you will hate the sight of my hand-writing— I now write to ask a favour, but I ask it in the full belief that you will not do it if anyways disagreeable.— Did you not say that you had some relation in Oxford, who wd. take lodgings in Oxford for my wife & self— She does not of course come, but I found at Southampton1 that it made so great a difference in fatigue lodging at some distance from the meeting rooms, that I am anxious to secure lodgings as near as easily possible to the meeting-rooms of the Geolog. & Zoolog. sections. I shd. want a bed-room & sitting room in some quiet & small house. where I cd. get dinner . Now if you can assist me, this wd. be a favour, for I know of no one to whom to apply; but I beg you not to think of it, without you have some relation there, to whom you can without scruple apply.
I send you a tuft of the quasi-hybrid Laburnum, with two kinds of flowers on same stalk,2 & with what strikes as very curious (though I know it has been observed before) namely a flower bilaterally different: one other I observe has half its calyx purple. Is this not very curious & opposed to the morphological idea that a flower is a condensed continuous spire of leaves.3 Does it not look, as if flowers were normally bilateral; just in the same way as we now know that the radiating star-fish &c are bilateral? The case reminds me of those insects with exactly half having secondary male characters & the other half female.4
I received your letter the other day, full of curious facts, almost all new to me, on the coal-question:5 I will bring your note to Oxford & then we will talk it over: I feel pretty sure that some of your purely geological difficulties are easily solvable, & I can, I think, throw a very little light on the shell difficulty.—6 Pray put no stress in your mind about the alternate, neatly divided, strata of sandstone & shale &c &c— I feel the same sort of interest in the coal-question, as a man does watching two good players at play; he knowing little or nothing of the game.— I confess your last letter, (& this you will think very strange) has almost raised Binney’s notion (an old, growing hobby horse of mine) to the dignity of an hypothesis; though very far yet below the promotion of being properly called a theory.—7
I will bring the remainder of my species sketch to Oxford to go over your remarks.—8 I have lately been getting a good many rich facts.
I saw the poor old Dean of Manchester9 on Friday & he received me very kindly: he looked dreadfully ill & about an hour afterward died! I am most sincerely sorry for it.
Ever yours | C. Darwin
Do not trouble yourself to write.—
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-1094,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on