My dear old friend.
I shd. have written before, but I have been in bed for some days with ugly Head symptoms, but the Doctors thinks that these are only secondary.2 They tell me, however, to do as little as possible for some time. I will therefore only write a line to say how glad I shd. be to see you here whenever I am decently well.— Your pleasant letter has pleased me much in many ways.3
Ah the old days! This is the first of September. How well I remember some of our shooting excursions.4
My head swims, I must write no more. | Farewell | My dear old friend | Ch. Darwin
My son George is better, but he has been compelled to give up his profession.—5
Emma is fairly well.— We are a poor lot.—
Please cite as “DCP-LETT-9040,” in Ɛpsilon: The Charles Darwin Collection accessed on