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[1] [p. 100]

TO MR. E. SMEDLEY

Old Orchard, Broadstone, Dorset.

August 26, 1913.

Dear Mr. Smedley,—

I am glad to see you looking so jolly. I return the photo to give to some other friend. Mr. Marchant, the lecturer you heard, is a great friend of mine, [2] [p. 101] but is now less dogmatic. The Piltdown skull does not prove much, if anything!

The papers are wrong about me. I am not writing anything now; perhaps shall write no more. Too many letters and home business. Too much bothered with many slight

ailments, which altogether keep me busy attending to them. I am like Job, who said "the grasshopper was a burthen" to him! I suppose its creaking song.—

Yours very truly,

ALFRED R. WALLACE.