Jermyn St
Sepr 12th. | 1868
My dear Darwin
I find among a heap of accumulated letters the inclosed— Is there anything in it?1
Duncan, who just looked in, tells me he not long since, saw you well & hearty—which rejoices me2
We returned from Littlehampton on Saturday; and were all in great vigour. But unfortunately in the course of the journey up, your spoiled boy, Harry, was seized with a fit of sickness which has lasted him at intervals up till this morning— I try to persuade myself & my wife that it was nothing but stomach—but I am, at heart, not easy about the brain—3
However, I left him much better this morning & that is so much to the good—for I am obliged to go away to Ireland tomorrow.4
We had a capital meeting at Norwich & dear old Hooker came out in great force as he always does in emergencies.5
The only fault was the terrible “Darwinismus” which spread over the section and crept out where you least expected it—even in Fergusson’s lecture on Buddhist temples—6
You will have the rare happiness to see your ideas triumphant during your life time*—
With kind remembrances to Mrs Darwin & your family | Ever yours faithfully | T H Huxley
* I am preparing to go into opposition— I can’t stand it—
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-6363,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on