My dear Huxley
I am here hydropathising & coming to life again after having finished my accursed book, which would have been easy work to anyone else, but half killed me.— I have thought you could give me one bit of information, & I knew not to whom else to apply, viz the addresses of
Barrande2
Von Siebold3
Keyserling. (I daresay Sir Roderick would know latter)4
Can you tell me of any good & speculative foreigners to whom it would be worth while to send copies of my Book “on origin of species”. I doubt whether it is worth sending to Siebold. I shd like to send a few about; but how many I can afford I know not yet till I hear what price Murray affixes.
I need not say that I will send of course one to you, in first week of November.— I hope to send copies abroad immediately.
I shall be intensely curious to hear what effect the Book produces on you. I know that there will be much in it, which you will object to; & I do not doubt many errors. I am very far from expecting to convert you to many of my herisies; but if on the whole, you & two or three others think I am on the right road, I shall not care what the mob of naturalists think. The penultimate chapter, though I believe it includes the truth, will I much fear make you savage.5 Do not act & say like Macleay versus Fleming “I write with aqua fortis to bite into brass.”6
Ever yours | C. Darwin
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-2505,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on