To W. E. Darwin   [9 November 1860]

My dear William

I write a line to say that Etty has been going on very well, but the Doctors, I can see still think her health very precarious. However we have taken a Bed-carriage & fully expect to be at Down by 4 oclock tomorrow.¹ We shall be a grand procession through the village,—six horses altogether including a cart.—. We all so long to be at home—   this place with its miserable associations has been most dreary.

Farewell my dear old man. When shall you come to Down?²

Your affect Father | C. Darwin

How does your money hold out? Be sure tell me if you get too poor.—

Farewell my dear William.—