Such a bright day as this, and while the sun is shining, I could see the traces of my pen upon a sheet of paper; but the act of writing greatly fatigues me, and I dictate nearly all my letters.
I very much value your melancholy memorial of my late dear and honoured friend, the late Bishop Terrot.

Though the photo represents our late friend the bishop with his features shrouded in the cold fixity of death, yet it does bring back the original to the memory of those who knew him well, and I am greatly obliged to you for this memorial of one who has gone from our sight for ever, so far as this world is concerned.

It was very kind of you to remember the photo.
I did not know Bishop Cotterell intimately, but I have met him many times, and I think you very happy in obtaining the services of a man of such experience, talent, and zeal, in the good cause of Christian truth.
I am now a very feeble, infirm, old man, toiling in the last quarter of my 88th year.

I ought to be thankful that my mind, though feeble, remains entire: my memory is often defective, but I have been enabled, though with great labour to myself, and with many interruptions, to dictate a preface to a catalogue published by the university of the older fossils of our collection.

They have kindly printed and given to me some extra copies of my preface, one of which I will forward to you by the book-post.
I know it can have no interest to you, excepting, perhaps, a few paragraphs in the conclusion of only two or three pages .-- I remain, my dear Mr.Malcolm, very faithfully and gratefully yours, A.SEDGWICK.
I have printed already more than one letter from the Rev.D.T.K.
Drummond, from admiration of their intrinsic merit, and because I wish here to collect proofs that no diversity of Church rites or Church policy could separate our Dean from brethren whom he regarded perhaps as erroneous, but recognised as teaching and leading by the same principles of freedom, which he himself revered and followed.
Rev.D.T.K.