My dear Hooker
I heard this morning of Falconer’s death.2 Poor fellow I am much grieved; It will be a great loss to science. What a lot of knowledge of all kinds has perished with him. He was always a most kind friend to me. So the world goes.—
But I write to ask you to write me ever so short a note to tell me when you are well.—3 I got pretty well on Monday & had bad day again yesterday.— Whenever you can come here for a Sunday do pray come. I must take my chance of being well or ill; for I can rarely tell even a day before hand; but last week I had an extra bad time.—4 I hope you have got over that horrid influenza, which makes a man feel so wretchedly ill.
Farewell | Yours affectionately | C. Darwin
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-4762,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on