Dear Sir!
I have received Your very kind letter yesterday, and I and my wife are quite ashamed of being spoken in such kind terms by the greatest of living naturalists.—2
The trifle I send You is a copy from a Russian genre-picture by Swertchkoff and is simply gilt and oxydised silver, it was made by Sasikoff, who is a sort of Russian Elkington3
We had the intention of going to Cannes for three weeks for a holiday “basking in the sun” as my brother with all his children is staying this winter in Villafranca, but unhappily a telegram from Moscow stopped us, and we remain a certain time in Paris, till all is clear ahead and we may have our minds at rest.—4
I began here, at the Institut, a party move to get some Darwinians in, and hope to succeed,—5 one of these days I will make a public communication on some very strange and new fossil mammal from the Eocene, but this fossil beast is only a pretense to admister some good blows to the mammals of the Instituts,—as no Frenchman dares to do it, so some of my friends have put me on this business.6
I hope to return once more to London and see the Electrical Exibition,7 in this case, if convenient, I will call upon You at Down.
I have a great service to beg of You,— is it not possible to have, for a few day the paper of Your son, George about the Moon,8 I could not get it in London as it is out of print,— if Your son has some spare copies I will feel most obliged if he may spare one for me.
My wife presents You her best compliments, and believe me | Dear Sir | Your most truly | W. Kowalevsky
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-13624,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on