Down, | Beckenham, Kent.
Oct. 4th
My dear Hooker
George1 will take up to London tomorrow morning & despatch by Rail the 2 Droseras. D. filiformis after being in very good health has suddenly failed. Perhaps it dies down in winter. D. Capensis has improved wonderfully, & now seems to require more warmth than a cool greenhouse.—2
I return also by Book-Post, the curious Kerguelen book, which Leonard & I have both read.3 Leonard has heard nothing as yet about his expedition.4 Drosera has almost been the death of me: indeed all work of all sorts now-a-days half kills me, but idleness kills me still more cruelly. But rest, my head must have; so that we have taken a house for 3 weeks near Sevenoaks, & are off early tomorrow morning.5
I hope the world goes on smoothly with you, & that the accursed man does not give you any more trouble.—6
Ever yours affectly | C. Darwin
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-8542,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on