Jan 27
Dear Charles
Carlyle was here today & said he hoped you had not been annoyed by that forged letter of his.2 The little paragraph I sent you was written by Mr Leckie by his desire.3 He said the letter expressed just the reverse of his opinions that you were a noble generous good Man and your intellect of the highest scientific order. He said he had been bothered to death by the number of letters he got on it 3 yesterday & 1 this very day & he had not heard the last of it.
Going down stairs he said give my compliments & say it was an infernal lie
Yours affc. | EAD
The Ardrossan and Saltcoats Herald4 publishes the following extract of a letter written to a friend by Mr Carlyle:—5 “A good sort of man is this Darwin, and well meaning, but with very little intellect. Ah, it’s a sad, a terrible thing to see nigh a whole generation of men and women professing to be cultivated, looking around in a purblind fashion, and finding no God in this universe. I suppose it is a reaction from the reign of cant and hollow pretence, professing to believe what in fact they do not believe. And this is what we have got to. All things from frog spawn; the gospel of dirt the order of the day. The older I grow—and I now stand upon the brink of eternity—the more comes back to me the sentence in the Catechism which I learned when a child, and the fuller and deeper its meaning becomes—‘What is the chief end of man? To glorify God and enjoy him for ever.’ No gospel of dirt, teaching that men have descended from frogs through monkeys, can ever set that aside.’
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-11333,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on