kT. 74.) TO J. D. HOOKER. 773 
Part of yesterday and last night was down along 
the Arkansas, the reverse of our journey eight years 
ago. Country much settled up. 
CampBripGE, August 26, 1885. 
. . . Charles Wright is dead, at seventy-three and 
a half; had been suffering of heart-disease, went out 
to his barn, was missed as the evening drew on, was 
found dead. So they go, one by one 
The summer is almost gone,—one hardly knows 
how, — but, then, we rah a longer and finer autumn 
than you have in En 
The five hundred ic which I printed in 1878 
are gone. And, as I have to print new copies, I take 
the opportunity to correct on the stereotype plates 
when I can, —a great lot of wrong references to vol- 
ume, page, plates, —that is, such as we have found 
out. What a bother they are, and how impossible to 
make correct in the first place, and to keep so through 
the printer’s hands! Then there are lots of important 
corrections to make, and new species and genera 
galore. 
So, — in an evil moment, you will say —I set about 
a supplement to this new issue,—also of the other 
part. For, as I have now brought out in the two parts 
all the Gamopetalz, and as I begin to doubt if I shall 
hold out to accomplish much more, I thought it best 
to leave behind at least these in good state. But it is 
no small job. And this, with ts great amount of 
herbarium work that goes along iil it, or beside 
it, just uses up the summer ; ey I dare guess it will 
keep me occupied all September. . . . 
The last news of you is a letter from your dear 
wife to mine, — giving such a pleasant picture of the 
