1872 LETTER TO TYNDALL 89 



not wait for me. I remained in a very shaky condition 

 up to the middle of March, and could do nothing. Ever 

 yours very faithfully, T. H. HUXLEY. 



The wife unites with me in kind regards to Mrs. 

 Roscoe and yourself. 



MOKTHOE, ILFRACOMBE, N. DEVON, 

 Sept. 9, 1872. 



MY DEAR TYNDALL I was very glad to have news 

 of you, and to hear that you are vigorous. 



My outing hitherto has not been very successful, so 

 far as the inward man is concerned at least, for the 

 weather has been good enough. But I have been 

 worried to death with dyspepsia and the hypochondriacal 

 bedevilments that follow in its train, until I am seriously 

 thinking of returning to town to see if the fine air of St. 

 John's Wood (as the man says in Punch) won't enable me 

 to recover from the effects of the country. 



I wish I were going with you to Yankee Land, not 

 to do any lecturing, God forbid ! but to be a quiet 

 spectator in a corner of the enthusiastic audiences. I am 

 as lazy as a dog, and the role of looker-on would just 

 suit me. However, I iiave a good piece of work to do 

 in organising my new w :>rk at South Kensington. 



I have just asked my children what message they 

 have to send to you, and they send their love ; very 

 sorry they won't see you before you go, and hope you 

 won't come back speaking through your nose ! 



I shall be in town this week or next, and therefore 

 shall see you. Ever yours faithfully, 



T. H. HUXLEY. 



26 ABBEY PLACE, Sept. 17, 1872. 



MY DEAR EOSCOE Your letter has followed me from 

 Morthoe here. We had good enough weather in Devon 

 but my stay there was marred by the continuous 



