Cold, & dark, & rainy. Slept ill. ―
O dear me. I do not expect or wish the rest of life to be brighter, but I see it will be difficult to bear. Wrote to Ellen & to C.F.
Francillon is a good kind man, but bores me: yet I must go back again, & try to be as cheerful as I can. ―
After lunch, it became fine, & though the trial was azardous, vû that I had taken medicine, I joined Mrs. F. Edith, Robt. & H.J. in a pleasant walk. The country is beautifully varied here. ― Home by 4. ― My “dentro” ((Inside.)) bother me sadly. ―
Before 5 ― I am reading over all the last days of dearest Ann’s life: ― oh! sadness never to cease here!
Dinner: & evening pleasant. Lucy F.’s good sense makes all things straight & agreable. The boys were delighted with some “Nonsenses” ― & sang a little.
Bed ― not sleep ― at 11.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]