Sent letter to Musters.
No sleep ― frightful tempest of wind: I had to rise & wake Giorgio, to shut all the shutters.
Rose late: cold & cough bad, very unwell all day.
Letter from Lady Bethell.
Worked pretty hard at times,: (at others slept,) at the Cerbara.
Dined alone ― not going out at all.
Worked at Church’s Dead Sea afterwards.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]