Thursday, 29 November 1860

Dark early ― but after 12 constant rain ― pouring.

Did not go out at all.

Letter from S.W. Clowes ― at Broughton. Good old Colonel Clowes is failing ― I fear ― dying. Wrote a long letter to Sam ― two letters.

Worked at figures & goats in the Campagna pictures: ― but the young Duc de Chartres came ― & staid a good bit: a nice lad.

After 4 sate a bit with Mrs. Huish. Then called on Mrs. Davidson: ― who is really a nice old lady. Played 3 games at Dominoes with her.

Dined at 6. μονος ― ῆ συνήθειά μας. ((Alone ― as usual.))

Then penned out a good bit of the enduring Interlaken.

Played also on an instrument ― & wrote some Greek.

The comfort of this place enables me to do so much more work than either in St. Leonards or Hastings ― where I suffered in all ways. Yet I would fain hear ἀπὸ τὸν Γεώργιαν. ((From Giorgio.))


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

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