My dear Huxley
I was rejoiced to see your hand writing with a good account of your family & of yr own profound idleness, which must be a novelty to you.2 I have done nothing since May 1st which is enough almost to break my heart; but I am slowly getting better, & this I owe entirely I believe to Dr Bence Jones who has half starved me to death & reduced my weight 15lb but done me wonderful good.3
Poor dear Hooker seems to have had a most serious illness, but he seems as vigorous as ever in mind, judging from a long & pleasant letter I recd from him a few days ago.4
I suppose you know about the sale of the “Reader”; but I have heard nothing beyond the bare fact of the sale to Mr Bendyshe.5 I do not know whether we old shareholders are paid off.6 I shall regret extremely if the Reader fails as a newspaper for general science.7
Pangenesis in my mind is rising a little more into favour after the shock it received from your criticism;8 but you did me an immense service in making me estimate its value at a very low figure, as indeed must be the case with any mere hypothesis.
I hope you are grappling with your work like a refreshed giant & I dare say you did not quite resist looking at marine animals at little Hampton.9
My dear Huxley | yours most sincerely | Ch. Darwin
E.D’s love to Mrs Huxley & the dear little people.10
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-4909,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on