My dear Huxley
Knowing how busy you are, it was a shame in me to trouble you; but you can form no idea how anxious I was about the flowing or sliding part; & I did not know that it was so difficult.—2 Many thanks for telling me what you can.3 Will not Tyndall experimentise upon broken ice in this horrid frost, & explain how two pieces of ice can freeze together,—4 I hope & daresay he has.—
I am sorry to hear of the “jolly row” with Owen;5 though I do not want to doubt that you are, as you once called yourself, as meek as a Dove—
With many thanks for your note, & most humble apologies for having bothered you | believe me | My dear Huxley | Ever yours | C. Darwin
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-2045,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on