My dear Huxley

I must send you a line to say what a good fellow you are to send me so long an account of the Oxford doings.² I have read it twice & sent it to my wife & when I get home shall read it again: it has so much interested me.—   But how durst you attack a live Bishop in that fashion? I am quite ashamed of you! Have you no reverence for fine lawn sleeves? By Jove, you seem to have done it well. If anyone were to ridicule any belief of the Bishop’s, would he not blandly shrug his shoulders & be inexpressibly shocked?

I am very very sorry to hear that you are not well; but am not surprised after all your self-imposed labour: I hope you will soon have an outing; & that will do you real good.—

I am glad to hear about J. Lubbock, whom I hope to see soon, & shall tell him what you have said.³ Have you read Hopkins in last Fraser⁴—well put, in good spirit, except soul-discussion, bad, as I have told him.— —nothing actually new—takes the weak points alone, & leaves out all other considerations—

I heard from Asa Gray yesterday;⁵ he goes on fighting like a Trojan

God Bless you—   get well, be idle & always, reverence a Bishop.—

Ever yours most truly | C. Darwin