Kew
June 18/67.
Dear Darwin
I shall be in town on Thursday, & will try & hit your lunch time if your Brother will kindly allow me.1
I do hope you may be able to run down here too. I am turning into a Landscape Gardener, getting up cheerfully at 6 & before it, & sleeping like a Plough-boy in consequence, or rather in spite of it.—2 I have been reading Tate’s? Review in N. British,3 & wish I was not so confoundedly lazy & I would answer it. Also I have read “Mount Sorel” & Ben D’Izzy’s political life of Lord G. Bentinck4—& this is the sum of my acquisitions in Science polite Literature & Politics for the past 9 months— it is a blessed retrospect—for which I am sufficiently thankful:— bad science—bad novel,—bad political Economy— what more can a man want, that does not feed on bread alone.
Mrs Hooker will “beat you up” or “run you down” these terms being synonymous, if you will let her one day this week5
Ever yrs affec | J D Hooker
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-5570,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on