Sydney
Feb. 25/69.
My dear Mr. Darwin.
On reading the enclosed I could not help thinking of you. I suppose the variety is a sport—but who can say what might not be made of it by crossing & judicious selection—.1
Did you ever get any answers to your queries about the habits and manners of our black fellows.2 I tried to make some answers but I found myself unable to distinguish the aboriginal manner from the acquired habit. All blacks I have associated with have been more or less civilized.—
I often think of you & read yr works. I obtained the first copy of yr Domesticated Animals &c that arrived in the Colony. & noticed with much pleasure yr mention of my name—.3
I hope you enj⟨oy⟩ better health than f⟨or⟩merly— you & I will soon ⟨be the⟩ last relics of the ⟨old⟩ Beagle.4 Don’t trouble to reply to this—tho I am always pleased to get a line from you. I may take a trip home one of these days & will hunt you up.
Ever yrs sincerely | Philip Gidley King
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