All are well, the children so grown you will not know them.

July 18, 1870.

My dear Dohrn,

Notwithstanding the severe symptoms of "Tochterkrankheit" under which
I labour, I find myself equal to reply to your letter.

The British Association meets in September on the 14th day of that
month, which falls on a Wednesday. Of course, if you come you shall be
provided for by the best specimen of Liverpool hospitality. We have
ample provision for the entertainment of the "distinguished
foreigner."

Will you be so good as to be my special ambassador with Haeckel and
Gegenbauer, and tell them the same thing? It would give me and all of
us particular pleasure to see them and to take care of them.

But I am afraid that this wretched war will play the very deuce with
our foreign friends. If you Germans do not give that crowned swindler,
whose fall I have been looking for ever since the coup d'etat, such a
blow as he will never recover from, I will never forgive you. Public
opinion in England is not worth much, but at present, it is entirely
against France. Even the "Times," which generally contrives to be on
the baser side of a controversy, is at present on the German side. And
my daughters announced to me yesterday that they had converted a young
friend of theirs from the French to the German side, which is one
gained for you. All look forward with great pleasure to seeing you in