Tuesday, 20 December 1859

Strange dream of life.

Various letters. ― Packed, & went off.

2 trunx by Dickenson. ―― Jones’s sent to “try on clothes” ― At 12 went out, leaving a Derry Down Derry at Massingberd’s. ―

Thence to Drummonds, whence I drew out 350£ & in a cab took “them” to the city. ― Mr. Scott, & the routine of the Dividends, wh. somehow to day seemed easy. ― Then I called on W.N. ― but all were away, ― so I returned to the Bells, & there I lunched. (O! dear kind Mrs. Bell! Now you worry me, & won’t let me sit anywhere but where you please! ―) Kinder & better people than these are not. The day is bitter cold but dry. Thence I walked home: ― wrote: ― & at 5 went over to N°. 9 ― to see Willie Beadon ― a nice lad, but he looks delicate. ― How curious is all the old fine “gentleman” blood! The lad is like a little model of every Norman lord. ― a nice good lad too ― by his face. ―― Then I walked to T. Wyatt’s ― where were Constance, Matt, & Harry, & Miss Miller, & later, Digby & his wife. I sang much. & at 11 came in a cab, with Miss M.

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

Leave a comment

Filed under 1859, Diary Entry

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s