130 years ago today, at 4 o’clock in the afternoon, at Down House in Kent, Charles Darwin died in the arms of his loving wife, Emma.
Darwin’s life must surely be the most well-documented of any scientist, thanks to his notebooks, Beagle diary, and phenomenally copious correspondence. But the shortest, saddest entry in his life’s unofficial journal was recorded by Emma:
From the corrections made to her subsequent diary entries, it would appear that Emma missed a day somewhere, which explains why her husband’s death is incorrectly recorded as falling on Tuesday 18th April, 1882, rather than on Wednesday 19th.
We all have to go some time.
The world will not see his like again.