My dear Father,

I am in some perplexity to know what I ought to do about the enclosed letter from Wrigley.¹ It would be exceedingly disagreeable to refuse my name. I really know absolutely nothing about the place for the last 10 or 12 years & what I do remember is that the discipline was far from good & that Wrigley was painstaking but far from brilliant as a teacher. He occasionally had good men as under masters more especially for the military boys²

What on Earth is the meaning of my being a referee. It would hardly be fair to Wrigley to admit my name & then to give a very luke-warm praise of him & how can I refuse.

I have just had a letter from Lady Thomson asking me to join them at Cowes at the end of the week. If I can only get a little better (& I do seem better today) I shall certainly go. I feel it is very lazy to do so & that I ought to stop and look after the pendulum, as I’ve not done anything to speak of for so long³

I found poor Horace quite ill with his toothache yesterday but getting better in consequence of having his face lanced.— We had another thunderstorm & heavy rain again last night. I suppose you are quite alone now.⁴

Your affectionate son | G. H. Darwin

I think Wrigley might be fairly described as good for men not intending to read high mathematics

Pure trypsin (not thrypsin) not procurable.

Kühne probably the only man who ever had it & it w^d. cost about £3 a gramme.⁵

Will send you tomorrow some stuff which is almost all trypsin out of wh. Lea makes pancreatic ferment.⁶

Horace better but still in bed with bad sore throat