Monday, 27 December 1858

XXX10 ― o dear! how horrible! ― Festa, ((“Holiday” in Italian.)) so nothing was to be got or done. I drew at one of the Bethanys. ― But a deep black bitter melancholy destroys me. ― Paid the Hotel bill ― & at 2 or 3 P.W. came ― & afterwards Mr. Palmer. ―

Then I called at the Gaetani Palace ― Duke & Duchess Sermoneta ― she is dying slowly. ― Returned, & found S.W.C. was out riding! ― Dressed, & to Col. Northey’s ― pleasant party.

S.W.C. afterwards.

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

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