Dear M^r. Darwin—

Thank you very much for your kindness in sending me a copy of your book.¹ It came the day before Camilla and I left Sellinge for Devonshire which must be my excuse for not thanking you for it before.² The worms in our garden pull the leaves of the Horse Chestnuts into their holes till the lawn looks like a stubble field. An old man who was working for us said he supposed it was their Moosement (Amusement)

Believe me, with many thanks, | Y^rs very truly | R S. Pattrick

I have just seen the picture in Punch³