Dear Innes
We were very glad to hear so good an account of your son & of Mrs. Innes; for dining out I know is a triumph of strength for her.2 As the Highlands do so much good, I wish some honest old gentlemean would leave us an estate, for I am sure we all want doing good to.3 Both our younger Boys are delicate & whether they will be fit for school, I am sure I hardly know.4 As for myself I doubt whether I shall ever dine out again, so Mrs. Innes has clearly beaten me.—
The next time I send to the Bank at Bromley, I will send the Book & return it to you when I get it back.—5 Poor Mrs Ring is a dying woman:6 I don’t remember any other piece of news. The Clubs go on well & everything else in the parish, as far as I know. At last Coal Club there was a brilliant attendance of four members.—7 The man (name unknown) from Clapham who bought Mr Ainslies house, must be as odd a man as Mr A;8 for he never came to see it; & enquired anxiously whether there was a place for a single cow & was astounded when he saw all the ranges of stalls. He bought everything in the House & amongst other things a large Box full of personal letters. He opened one & put it back with a laugh, “saying this could never have been meant for a stranger to see.”—
I do not believe a word about the wheat story,9 which has been repeated at intervals for a century; but when carefully tried (as it has been) has always failed. How it arises I know not.
With my wife’s very kind remembrances to Mrs Innes & yourself, Believe me | Dear Innes | Always yours very truly | C. Darwin
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