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announce it in the "Journal of Botany." Can it be true, or another 

 case like Eriophorum alpinum ? Excuse the length to which this note 

 has run, and hoping you will not refuse a book from me, I remain, 

 yours very sincerely, 



A. G. MORE. 



February i8th, 1889. 



DEAR MR. BENNETT, Don't you think that you might help me 

 out of my difficulty, as I am going to try to help you out of the trap ? 



Imagine, leaving me to choose the book! I am afraid you are 

 already provided with the standard European Floras and Monographs. 

 It was one of these I was thinking of Koch, Grenier and Godron, 

 Boreau (Jordan I daresay you do not follow, quite). Also, of British 

 local Floras, have you got Ley's West Yorkshire Flora, &c. ? After 

 these, I should have to fall back upon some standard poet or prose 

 author ; or what else do you place on your shelves ? Really, the kindest 

 thing you can do, after agreeing to the wisdom of my suggestion, is 

 yourself to say what would be most useful, and then I can more freely 

 tell you what plants I wish for. I hope and believe this is the best for 

 me to do. Of course you have Lange, and Hartmann, and Fries ? And 

 now I repent me of not having accepted your kind offer of ordering 

 Lange forme. Will you allow me to reconsider, and to ask you to send 

 on my order to Denmark ? And please name your book as soon as you 

 can. 



One other correspondence had also to be renewed, 

 and in the following (to Professor Babington) there is little 

 of botany : though what there is is still of the " fluvial " 

 type. 



92, LEINTSTER-ROAD, January igth, 1889. 



DEAR BABINGTON, Thank you and Mrs. Babington most sincerely 

 for your kind inquiries. I have indeed to own myself very remiss for 

 not having written to you long ago. Last year, at this time, I was in 

 wretched health and in most depressed spirits, quite unable to attend to 

 or take interest in anything. It was a dreadful time of suffering ; but, 

 thank God, this year is opening more hopefully. My sister is now with 

 me in my old lodging, and I hope we shall soon be established in a 

 house of our own in Leinster-road ; for it seems better not to separate 

 from all the old interests and advantages of Dublin. We lost our dear 

 old mother now more than eight months ago.* .... For myself, the 



* Family references have as a rule been avoided in this memoir, but it will 

 readily be guessed from the kindliness of More's character that he was an affec- 

 tionate son. His last letter to his father (who died August 24th, 1886) was 



