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Tuesday, 30 November 1858

On deck by 8. Calmish weather ― off Hiere islands. ((The Îles d’Hyères (or Îles d’Or) is a group of three islands off Hyères in the Var département, in the south-east of France. Wikipedia.)) ― S.W.C. & I amused ourselves on cloaks on the deck, & had great fun in seeing the passengers. ― One woman the “Tortoise” was great fun ― . One little chubby man I thought I knew of old ― he was Dr. Danberry. Breakfast was pleasant ― dinner at 5 more so. ― All the evening very tolerable. Passing Elba at midnight. But after that came woe & wind & washing & worristing, I could but hold to lying  on the mattress.

3 Bishops, Canopus, Louisville, & California on board. Irritable & unwell.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Monday, 29 November 1858

At 7 we were one hour at Lyons ― & had breakfast. Then, pleasantly on to Avignon at 12.30 ― (Here was one of the best breakfasts mortal could eat ― no end of things & all good.) ― There was enough to think of sadly at Avignon. ― By 3.15 we were at Marseille, & soon at the lumbering dull Hotel des Empereurs. ― Then came the taking of places &c. ― & then a room to wash. & at 5 table d’hôte. A Mr. Broden, private secretary  of Lord Stratford, very amusing.  History of the amours of Abdullah Bey ― daughter, son, wife, Bey himself &c. ― At 9 we went on board the Hellespont, French Steamer ― no berths, fully crowded. Start at 10 ― but fog & rain came on, & we wait till 12 as usual, I am ill with the movement, & do not sleep all night. ―

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[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Sunday, 28 November 1858

Weather far less cold, & almost pleasant. Wrote to Ann while S.W.C. went to Church. Mem: Hotel du Rhin is uncomfortable. ― After 1 C. & I walked to Banlieu de Sebastopol, & to new Halles ―: surely nothing in city architecture was ever finer than is Paris now. At 2 C. left me, & I went on to Nôtre Dame, the Morgue ― (no one in it,) & then left bank of the Seine ― through the Champs Elysées, & to the A. de l’Étoile ― returning by dusk & in rain to the Hotel. Thence S.C. & I went to the Trois Frêres Provençales ― & dined well. Cab home, & at 7 we came to the Midi rail: at 8 started. ―

A very ugly woman, & a roaring baby & nurse, & a militaire our companions. At first, along of the child’s screams, we anticipated a night  of terror, but the enfant did us great good, as after frightening all people away ― was itself silent: so we slept. ― After  midnight 2 people rushingly invaded us ― one, a lady ― drew a crinoline all ‘athwart’ the carriage, ― but finding it intractable, left us.

2 Americans were our next lot, the baby waking up at intervals & conducting herself with great propriety.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Saturday, 27 November 1858

Knock about Paris all day.

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Friday, 26 November 1858

S.W.C. & I crossed at 12.45 ―― 3.15. & on to Paris by 10.40.

Hotel du Rhin.

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[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Thursday, 25 November 1858

Not so cold. Breakfast with poor dear Ann ― whom I left at 11. Ashford by 12.40 & Folkestone, (Paris line) by 1.20. Letters from Gibbs ― paying [money] ― & from Dr. Rimbault ― Cramer takes the songs. ― S.W. Clowes comes this evening.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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Wednesday, 24 November 1858

Found that it was necessary to go by an early train ― so there was hardly any time before going off. Good dear B.H.H. lent me 50£ & by 9.10 ― off to Hastings. There the cold was intense, & I only ran about for an hour ― & then on to Ashford. ― Here the cold was still more intense: lunch. ― & on to Margate ― getting there by 4. Took luggage to Ann’s ― & then got a doz. of Port and one of Sherry & one of Ale for her. We dined at 5.30 & it was generally pleasant ― but I was madly cold & unwell.

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

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