I Manch. 8 Feb. 1858.
Dear Mohr

I was somewhat unwell at times last week; it seems there still remains a quite tiny minimum remainder of my earlier ailment, but it is too weak to lay hold of me seriously and now harasses me with all manner of petty nuisances — particularly irritable skin, slow healing of wounds, festering fingers and the like boring asininities. Fortunately there is no longer even the slightest tendency towards suppurating glands, so there is no fear on that score. These nuisances that show up on the occasion of colds will probably plague me on and off until I go to the seaside again. In any case I must still take care in the meantime. As a derivative, incidentally, my hemorrhoids, which have been fairly complicated since my return, serve me well; that helps on the spot every time, but then for a couple of days makes any sitting other than on a horse impossible. Hence my silence last week and my want of delivery since Monday. I could only lie down most evenings. The cold is now subsiding, however, to such an extent that I was able to ride 28 miles again yesterday, and so we can begin again tomorrow.

It seems that in the end Herr Lassalle took the obscure Heraclitus lightly enough. Lupus was greatly amused by your description of his method; it gave him satisfaction that the gentleman’s Greek erudition is not, after all, up to much. When the book comes I shall give it to him to study.

Friend Belfield has again put himself up as a candidate for the town council today and was splendidly defeated. 196 against his 143 votes.

I still have a couple of Guardians at home with pretty Paris correspondences, which I shall send you in the next few days.

Many greetings to the family. There will be some more encyclopaedia stuff on Friday.

Yours
F.E.I

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