My dear Darwin

I returned to College (from my Cathedral residence at Norwich) in time to assist at the admission of the new Fellows.¹ I shook hands with them in our antechapel, not knowing the name of any one of them; & little suspecting that your son was one of them.² I heard their names afterwards & greatly rejoiced I was to find that the one who is junior on the list was your living representation, I tried to find him out, but he was gone; as I was told by a gyp.³

Let me send you my warmest congratulations   And now I do hope that you will again sometimes come among us— All my old friends are dead, or have left the University— So that here I am living in solitude, for I cannot bear to go out to any parties— Considering my great age—for I am far advanced in the 84^th. year—I am in many respects a strong old fellow. Yet my organic machinery is sadly out of tune—⁴ —E.G. I have in my heart an indurated mitral valve, which makes all climbing impossible. 2. I have an enlarged prostate gland, which makes me unfit for society. (3) I have a stone in my right kidney & 4^thly. I am liable to dangerous attacks of giddiness, which sometimes fell me to the ground—as if I were shot thro’ the head— But these maladies (if I may so call them) have not increased during the last two or three years: & after several irritating & alarming struggles I have settled down into a kind new equilibrium among my animal functions— Do come down with a family party & renew your acquaintance with Cambridge, & the few old friends left in it—⁵ New friends you would find in plenty—

There! I have been slopping my ink so ’tis time for me to conclude. My eyes do not—without a higher power than I am using—allow me to read what I am writing

Again accept my congratulations & believe me while my heart beats & my lungs heave Ever yours in all christian truth and good will | A Sedgwick