DCP-LETT-821

# To Emma Darwin   [3–4 February 1845]1

[Down]

Monday night

My dear Wife

Now for my day’s annals— In the morning I was baddish, & did hardly any work & was as much overcome by my children, as ever Bishop Coplestone2 was with Duck.3 But the children have been very good all day, & I have grown a good deal better this afternoon, & had a good romp with Baby—4 I see, however, very little of the Blesseds— The day was so thick & wet a fog, that none of them went out, though a thaw & not very cold; I had a long pace in the Kitchen Garden: Lewis5 came up to mend the pipe & paper the W.C. in which apartment there was a considerable crowd for about an hour, when Mr Lewis & his son William, Willy Annie, Baby & Bessy6 were there. Baby insisted on going in, I daresay, greatly to the disturbance of Bessy’s delecacy— Lewis from first dinner to second dinner was a first-rate dispensary, as they never left him— They, also, dined in the Kitchen, and I believe have had a particularly pleasant day.—

I was playing with Baby in the window of the drawing-room this morning, & she was blowing a feeble fly (fry) & blew it on its back, when it kicked so hard, that to my great amusement Baby grew red in the face, looked frightened & pushed away from the window.— The children are growing so quite out of all rule in the drawing-room, jumping on everything & butting like young bulls at every chair & sofa, that I am going to have the dining-room fire lighted tomorrow & keep them out of the drawing-room. I declare a months such wear, wd spoil every thing in the whole drawing-room.—

I read Whately’s Shakspeare7 & very ingenious & interesting it is—and what do you think Mitford’s Greece8 has made me begin, the Iliad by Cowper,9 which we were talking of; & have read 3 books with much more pleasure, than I anticipated.— I have given up acids & gone to puddings again.—

Tuesday morning— I am impatient for your letter this morning to hear how you got on.— I asked Willy how Baby has slept & he answered “she did not cry not one mouthful”. My stomach is baddish again this morning & I almost doubt, whether I will go to London, tomorrow; if I do you won’t hear. Poor Annie has had a baddish knock by Willie’s ball in her eye.—it is swelled a bit, but not otherwise bad.

C. D.

Your cap cannot 〈be〉 found anywhere: Jane says you took one. $\frac{9}{10}$ of the snow is gone & the children are going out. Very many thanks for your letter10

## Footnotes

1
Date based on nn. 7 and 8, below, and on Henrietta Litchfield’s statement, before her transcription of parts of this letter, that Emma went to Maer in February 1845 (Emma Darwin 2: 92). Emma’s diary records that she was away between 31 January and 11 February.
2
Edward Copleston.
3
Henrietta Litchfield notes, ‘This must be some family joke. Bishop Copleston had been a friend of Sir James Mackintosh.’ (Emma Darwin 2: 93).
4
Henrietta Emma Darwin, born 25 September 1843.
5
John Lewis was a carpenter in Down village (Post Office directory of the six home counties 1845.)
6
Elizabeth Harding, nursery maid at Down House (see Emma Darwin 2: 80–1).
7
T. Whately 1785. The London Library borrowing list records that CD borrowed Thomas Whately’s book on 30 January and returned it on 27 March 1845 (London Library Archives).
8
Mitford 1784–1818. Volumes two and three of William Mitford’s History of Greece were borrowed from the London Library on 9 January and returned on 27 March 1845 (London Library Archives).
9
Cowper 1791.
10
The final paragraph was written in pencil.

## Summary

News of the children and books he is reading.

## Letter details

Letter no.
DCP-LETT-821
From
Darwin, C. R.
To
Darwin, Emma
Sent from
Down
Physical description
4pp