in geology, spent all the leave he could obtain from his office on the Orange River in getting fossils from the Stormberg Rocks.  These, as often as he could afford to send such weighty packages, he sent to Sir R. Murchison, to whom he had received a letter of introduction from his official superior.  Sir Roderick, writing to Huxley, says “that he was proud of his new recruit,” to whom he sent not only welcome words of encouragement, but the no less welcome news that the brother of his “discoverer,” hearing of the facts from Professor Woodward, offered to defray his expenses so that he could collect regularly.

On April 2 Huxley was in Edinburgh to receive the first academic distinction conferred upon him in Britain.  He received the honorary degree of the University in company with Tyndall and Carlyle.  It was part of the fitness of things that he should be associated in this honour with his close friend Tyndall; but though he frequently acknowledged his debt to Carlyle as the teacher who in his youth had inspired him with his undying hatred of shams and humbugs of every kind, and whom he had gratefully come to know in after days, Carlyle did not forgive the publication of “Man’s Place in Nature.”  Years after, near the end of his life, my father saw him walking slowly and alone down the opposite side of the street, and touched by his solitary appearance, crossed over and spoke to him.  The old man looked at him, and merely remarking, “You’re Huxley, aren’t you? the man that says we are all descended from monkeys,” went on his way.

On July 6 he writes to tell Darwin that he has lodged a memorial of his about the fossils at the Gallegos river, which was to be visited by the “Nassau” [Chapter 22] exploring ship, with the hydrographer direct, instead of sending it in to the Lords of the Admiralty, who would only have sent it on to the hydrographer.  This letter he heads “Country orders executed with accuracy and despatch.”

The following letter to Charles Kingsley explains itself:—­]

Jermyn Street, April 12, 1866.

My dear Kingsley,

I shall certainly do myself the pleasure of listening to you when you preach at the Royal Institution.  I wonder if you are going to take the line of showing up the superstitions of men of science.  Their name is legion, and the exploit would be a telling one.  I would do it myself only I think I am already sufficiently isolated and unpopular.

However, whatever you are going to do I am sure you will speak honestly and well, and I shall come and be assistant bottleholder.

I am glad you like the working men’s lectures.  I suspect they are about the best things of that line that I have done, and I only wish I had had the sense to anticipate the run they have had here and abroad, and I would have revised them properly.

As they stand they are terribly in the rough, from a literary point of view.

No doubt crib-biting, nurse-biting and original sin in general are all strictly reducible from Darwinian principles; but don’t by misadventure run against any academical facts.