Still badly prostrated—horrible torpidity. Y'rs & Dr [Johnston]'s letters rec'd & cheer me much. Am sitting here in big chair at this moment.
I guess I have a good deal of the feeling of Epictetus & stoicism, or tried to have. They are specially needed in a rich & luxurious & even scientific age—But I am clear that I include & allow & probably teach some things stoicism would frown upon & discard—One's pulses & marrow are not democratic & natural for nothing—Let Plato's steeds prance & curvet & drive at their utmost, but the master's grip & eyes & brain must retain the ultimate power for all, or things are lost.
Give my loving compliments to all the boys, & give this scrawl to Wentworth Dixon to keep if he cares for it.
W W