The Unionist cause is looking up. What a strange thing it is that the Irish malcontents are always sold, one way or the other, by their leaders.
I wonder if the G.O.M. ever swears! Pity if he can't have that relief just now.
With our united kind regards to Mrs. Lecky and yourself.
Ever yours very faithfully,
T.H. Huxley.
Grand Hotel, Eastbourne, November 29, 1890.
My dear Hooker,
I have filled up and sent your and my copies of entry for Athenaeum.
Carpenter has written the best popular statement I know of, of the results of criticism, in a little book called "The First Three Gospels", which is well worth reading. [See above.]
I have promised to go to the Royal Society dinner and propose Stokes' health on Monday, but if the weather holds out as Arctic as it is now, I shall not dare to venture. The driving east wind, blowing the snow before it here, has been awful; for ten years they have had nothing like it. I am glad to say that my little house turns out to be warm. We go in next Wednesday, and I fear I cannot be in town on Thursday even if the weather permits.