In a thoughtless moment I gave a young nephew of mine, aged 17 or 18, a letter of 17 or 18 (Samuel Moffett) a letter of introduction to you just before I left home. I afterwards wrote my sister & wrote home & said I preferred that the letter should not be presented, except in an urgent & justifiable case, since you, like other busy men, have your hands full enough without outside help.

Young Moffett is a very excellent boy, of considerable education, quite unusual natural capacity, & irreproachable character—but these are no reasons why he should in the least bore or burden you or Eustace. I hope he wouldn’t be any trouble to you, but he mustn’t’ be. He is old enough to hunt out his own courses, make his own inquiries & paddle his own canoe—& it is time he were learning the trick of it. But if he should happen along during the summer & you & Eustace are not in need of interruption, just give him a card of admission to the British Museum—he will bury himself in the books there & never be heard of again.

We shall be here till middle of July or 1st August. It would be jolly to see you & Mrs Conway here. Mrs. Clemens & I send our kindest regards to you both.