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The Glaciarium is composed of a mixture of carbonate and sulphate of potans 

 which deliquesces in their water of crystallisation and afterwards hardens. This Miller 

 told mo, who himself had heard it from Faraday. I have not seen the specification. 

 I shall be quite dissipated next week. Monday I dine with Dr Fisher and go to an 

 evening party at Hopkins; Tuesday, Bachelors' Ball ; Wednesday, I go to Keswick etc. 

 Good bye, your affectionate Son, 



FRANCIS GALTON. 



In this letter Galton returns to his original and later usual form of 

 signature, but it took a long time to re-establish it. 



The letter of March 19th tells us more details of the Little-Go and 

 Galton's work at mathematics : 



TRINITY, CAMBRIDGE, 



March 19, 1842. 

 MY DEAR FATHER, 



I enclose you the Little Go list. I ought to have sent it yesterday, but was 

 not in my rooms till after post-time. I have I consider had 3 grand escapes in my life- 

 time : 1 st walking into a Lion's den and coming out undigested, 2 udlJ ' bathing in 

 a frosty stream at moonlight and not remaining at its bottom in an apoplexy, 3 nUjr 

 going into the Little Go when I had not read over half my subjects and coining out 

 unplucked, not, however, that the pluck would be of any consequence. I have never the 

 less been the gainer by this examination for calculating the advantage of being in the 

 first class to be estimated at sixpence, I went to a man yesterday and bet a shilling 

 I would be in the 2 1 " 1 , thus leaving 2 sixpenny pieces to luck, which as you see I have 

 won. I am much obliged to Bessy for the melancholy news about Miss H. I was, 

 however, aware of my misfortune the same week that the engagement took place, but 

 had not been informed who M r E. was ; there is one thing that acts as a poultice to my 

 wounded feelings which is that that small chimpanzee M r S. is not the happy man. 

 Time has done wonders for me in soothing etc., but, oh Bessy ! ! Miss D. has done much 

 more ; she is without exception the most beautiful etc., etc., etc. I have ever seen. 

 I was at a hop at her Ma's house the other night (I know most of the families in 

 Cambridge now), I was dancing with her (the daughter not the mama) in a quadrille 

 with one of my Little Go-Examiners for a vis-a-vis. Today as the sun was shining 

 beautifully I decked myself ovit in resplendent summer apparel, light trowsers, light 

 waistcoat (those that I had last year) to make a call upon this fair creature, but as 

 I was fast finishing my toilette, and was " throwing a perfume over the violet " in the 

 way of arranging my cravat ties, the wind blew and the rain fell horribly, and the 

 streets were one mass of mud. I was in despair, but reflecting that if Leander swam 

 the Hellespont for Hero, / was duty-bound to ivade as far as the Fitzwilliam for 

 Miss D., off I set. When, however, I arrived at their door, I wisely reflected on the 

 splashed state of my trousers before I knocked, and then retreated crest-fallen. Tonight 

 I hang out (otherwise give a spread) in oysters ; I have been all anxiety to get a dish of 

 frogs as an adjunct and yesterday I made tremendous efforts to catch some with the 

 annexed apparatus [sketch of triple hook attached to a line pendent to a walking stick] 



