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  <dc:title>Letter from J [Joseph] Larmor, 9 Eyre Square, Galway, to 'Dear Master' [Charles Taylor]</dc:title>
  <dc:description>Larmor encloses a proposition written out at length, which he thinks is interesting. Taylor will know better if it is new. If it is, it mighty be worthy of the 'Messenger' and Taylor might insert it if so. He has noticed that [Joseph] Wolstenholme is sending equations to the Mathematical Society which are probably much like the ones Larmor sent to Taylor last year. His result for conics is the same as Larmor's, but not so completely expressed. He looks forward to being in Cambridge. Ireland is settled again, but the great event is the sacle of emigration, with the young departing and the old and infirm being left behind: 'Everywhere one sees vacant cabins going to ruin...'</dc:description>
  <dc:date>14 April 1883</dc:date>
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