LETTERS 



267 



Eastbourne, Jan. 13, 1890. 



My dear Hooker — . . . We missed you on the 2nd, though 

 you were quite right not to come in that beastly weather. 



My boy Harry has had a very sharp attack of influenza at 

 Bartholomew's, and came down to us to convalesce a week ago, 

 very much pulled down. I hope you will keep clear of it. 



H.'s work at the hospital is over at the end of March, and 

 before the influenza business I was going to give him a run for 

 a month or six weeks before he settled down to practice. We 

 shall go to the Canaries as soon in April as possible. Are you 

 minded to take a look at Teneriffe? Only 4J days' sea — good 

 ships. — Ever yours affectionately, T. H. Huxley. 



However, Sir J. Hooker was unable to join " the ex- 

 cursion to the Isles of the Blest." 



Eastbourne, Jan. 27, 1890. 



My dear Foster — People have been at me to publish my 

 notice of Darwin in P.R.S. in a separate form. 



If you have no objection, will you apply to the Council for 

 me for the requisite permission? 



But if you do see any objection, I would rather not make 

 the request. 



I think if I republish it I will add the Times article of 1859 

 to it. Omega and Alpha ! 



Hope you are flourishing. We shall be up for a few days 

 next week. — Ever yours very faithfully, 



T. H. Huxley. 



Eastbourne, Jan. 31, 1890. 



My dear Foster — Mind you let me know what points you 

 think want expanding in the Darwin obituary when we meet. 



We go to town on Tuesday for a few days, and I will meet 

 you anywhere or anywhen you like. Could you come and dine 

 with us at 4 p.m. on Thursday? If so, please let me know at 

 once, that E. may kill the fatted calf. 



Harry has been and gone and done it. We heard he had 

 gone to Yorkshire, and were anxious, thinking that at the very 

 least a relapse after his influenza (which he had sharply) had 

 occurred. 



But the complaint was one with more serious sequela still. 

 Don't know the young lady, but the youth has a wise head on 

 his shoulders, and though that did not prevent Solomon from 

 overdoing the business, I have every faith in his choice. 



