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Monday, 21 January 1861

Milder, ― delightful letters from Geoff, Miss (Georgiana) & Wyndham Hornby. From Ann also ― & Clowes.

Got to work pretty early, & worked at the Bethlehem more or less till 4, or 3.30. ― Lo! ― James Uwins!

(“Μ᾽ ἀρέσκει ἐκείνος ― διότι ὀμιλεί ὀσὰν τίποτες,” ((I like him ― because he talks like nothing (NB, who notes that Giorgio might have meant “because he talks nonsense” or “he doesn’t talk at all”).)) said George one day. ―) James is placid, but apparently doing nothing. Later, came C. Flint & his son, a kindly fellow C.R.F. ―

At 4 I went out ― & called on Mrs. Shakespeare ― Mrs. S. & Ida were there: ― there is something acidangular in the household. Sir John & Lady Young are off to Australia. ( Sir W.D. was to leave on the 22nd for Madras, poor Lady D. to go to England direct!!! ―)

Then, call on Crakes ― did not go in.

Then, Col. Hornby, who goes to Littlegreen tomorrow: ― I was glad I saw him. ―

Poi ― “St. James’s Hall” ― & dined, dinner, fluids, & waiter, for 6/6. Wrote to Ann, & E. Drummond.

Col. H.’s account of Lady Derby is not good.

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

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Sunday, 20 January 1861

Cold thaw ― & foggy. Looked over drawings ― μάλλον, Ἀμπρουζζικὰ, ((Rather, [the] Abruzzi [sketches] (NB, guessing since Ἀμπρουζζικὰ does not exist in modern Greek).)) ― till 12.30. Cab to Woodberry.

All the family except GeoffMiss Robinson also, & Dearlove.

Day pleasant, but there seems trouble ahead with Willie, who has left the rifles, & seems indisposed to everything. Dearlove is a nice & healthy-minded fellow, & I wish he were there all the holidays. Ralph is clever & good. ―

Allan is good ― but I can’t see what he will be yet, ― best that he is alone. Mary is a darling child. Guy clever & spoiled. ― Hugh ― φοβοῦμαι! ((I’m afraid (NB).))

At 8, was sent to Portland Place in the Brougham: cab home.

Gave
£1.0.0 to Allan.
.4.0 cab & turnpikes
.2.0 to coachman

――――――――――

1.6.0 days higspences.

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

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Saturday, 19 January 1861

Wholly dark, cold, & utterly miserable. And letters came from Church, misdirected, so that I never got them yesterday.

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P. Williams's Neapolitan Peasants at a Fountain, 1859.

Arranged, unpacked, &c. &c. ― At 12, C.M.C. & at 2 I walked with him to various palces, & then to the Brompton Boilers, & saw Giant Turner, & also P. Williams “Fountain” ((Penry William’s Neapolitan Peasants at a Fountain, 1859, now at Tate.)) ―― which looks very well: tho’ its evident circle=like composition is unpleasant. Yet by Eastlakes imposition it seems fine.) ― C.M.C. went to Lord Aucklands, & I back alone ― paying bills &c. & home by 5. Saw Gush ― returned from Canada. Saw Curzon (Robert) ― Saw Grenfell. ―

What is to become of the Cedars?

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

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Friday, 18 January 1861

Letter from C. Flint.

Finer, & less cold. Regrets at going, & would I could stay, but it is not possible. All packed. Called on Mr. Hewitson ― out, ― Dickenson’s man, Ford, came, & packed the poor Cedars. ― & I left all my things with him, & then came away from Oatlands Hotel, which I shall often have to think of pleasantly. ―― Walked to Chertsey. There, at the Swan, took a Dog Cart, ― & came to V. Water ((Virginia Water.)), & Sunninghill, where I found C. Flint & his 9 children. He does not seem much older, nor does she. ― We drove to V. Water, & saw the skating: & there was Cheales also ― a far more simpatico ((Pleasant, nice.)) fellow. I went to his house ― where his new wife is ill still.

Then C.R.F. took me to the Rail ― 5. Seymour Bathurst in the carriage ― & we got to Waterloo by 6.30. Stratford Place, tired. No note from C.M.C. So I dined on cold beef & came to bed ― after unpacking boxes.

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

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Thursday, 17 January 1861

Drew 20£ from Drummonds

Darker & colder. But as if that wasn’t enough, they began to saw & thump over my head; & do all I could, I could not get it stopped. The fact is, they are repairing rooms, & don’t care if I stay or not. So, ― weighing this, together with the impossibility of working well at the large Cedars in the little room ― & that the larger ones are too cold, ― I resolved to go ―: the expense of this place too is great: ― though on the other hand are light & better health. Finally, “ἄς ὑπάγωμεν.” ((Let us get going.)) ― So I violently packed up all things ― & at 2 came in a fly with part of my roba, ((Things.)) ― & having been to Drummonds & to Stratford Place, returned again to Oatlands by the 5.15 train.

Dined quite alone, ― & as they would not let me rest even after dinner, but sawed & knocked as much as ever, I grew, naturally, furious, & ordered a fly to leave the place, when at length they chose to put a stop to the nuisance.

A sudden resolve, but I think ― necessary.

Ann is 70 to day.

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

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Wednesday, 16 January 1861

Cedars   day

Cold bitter, ὤς πρώτον. ((As before (NB).))

Worked ― but not very regularly, at the Cedars. ― Wrote to Ann & others.

At 3 ― (letter from J.H.B. ― very nice.)

Walked to Chertsey ― paying for the “loaves” of yesterday. ― All the gray hard ice ― & the strange cold world! ! ! Yet it inconveniences me far less than any damp cold.

Dined at 6½. Miss Howard only ― potius aper.

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

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Tuesday, 15 January 1861

Cedars   day

Darkish, but colder than ever.

Ἐπιζολὴ ἀπό Ιακώβου Ἒδουαρδι: ― ἡ Κυρία Λίζηρ εἲπε, ὃχι. ((Letter from James Edwards ― Mrs. Lizer said, no (NB).))

― Poor lad, ― this distresses me. ― καὶ ἐνθημοῦμαι τῶν ἡμέρων ― ὃταν ἢτον οὓτως ἂσχημαι. ((And I remember the days ― when they were bad like this (NB).))

Worked at Cedars ―but cold, & worrying about J.E. So at 3, I went out ― most frightful bitter wind ― & all black frost! ―― Beyond Weybridge, a man, wife & 2 children ˇ[& a 3rd coming] asked me for money ― not as people accustomed to beg: I had none, but said, if he would walk to Chertsey ― I would try & get a loaf. ― So he walked. “Thomas Burke” Waterford County ― but for 24 years working in England. A good woman ― “Moir” trusted me for 2 loaves ― so we walked back & gave them. Just then ― a poor fellow ― evidently also new to begging & half crying ― stopped me ― “John Harris” ― of Wallingford ―― working at Bromley ― but stopped by frost ― wife & 2 children at Chertsey: ― he would be too thankful to walk back to Weybridge, & did so ― where I got trusted for 2 more loaves. I begin to be proud of my “countenance.”

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

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Monday, 14 January 1861

Cedars ― day.

Packed, & sent off the Masada. ―

Cold ― frost again: as hard as ever.

No letters ― no papers: ― no nothing.

Cleaned & shaved the Cedars. ―

But I could not work. Lunched at 3, & at 4 walked ― o Lord! what bitter cold! ― by Weybridge & back.

Ἐγευμάτισα μονος, ― καὶ τώρα δὲν εἶναι ἄλλομονον Miss Howard ἐδῶ. ((I dined alone ― and now there is no one else here but Miss Howard (NB).))

Wrote to poor dear Lady Bethell, Emma Parkyns & Emily Tennyson.

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

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Sunday, 13 January 1861

Est-il possible? ― rain ― then snow: ― then frost ― all kinds of filth.

W. Raleigh came at 9.15. Breakfast & looking at drawings & the Masada picture. ――――― Writing to Foord, & then “Institution[.”]

At 2, with Raleigh walked to Paines’ Hill & Cobham, & on to Esher, & back by Hersham. ―

Dined at 6½. ―

Talk & Tennyson. W. Raleigh is certainly a most interesting & pleasant fellow: fully colonial & foreign experience for so young a man: & [withal] of taste & “cleverness.” ―

He went away at 10.30.

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

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Saturday, 12 January 1861

Masada 24 day ― καὶ ἐτεληώθη. ((And it is done (NB).))

Fine ― but gray. Not so cold ― a thaw.

Breakfast late with J.B.E. μαλώνει πάντοτε. ((Always quarrelling (NB).))

Worked at the Masada  till 1. ― Reckoning the half hours, I have done it, be it what it is ― in 3 weex.

J.B. Edwards went at 2. Hewitson came, & Mrs. Davidson. Walked ― 4 ― 5.30. ―

Found W. Raleigh here ― who comes to morrow. Dined alone. ―

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

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