Saturday, 30 March 1861


Cold, showery.

Slept ill. ― A frightful weariness seems to weigh me down ― [apart from] ― this inside stoppage, wh. continues ― but with less pain ― & to day I do not so much think of a rupture, as a strain, bringing in partial stoppage.

Wrote & dawdled. O bitter weariness & void!

In the afternoon I walked with Lucy F. to Pittville, & by the college ― from 2 to 4. Mrs. F. is always so quiet & so sensible that her company exactly suit me just now. What she tells me of D. & E. Fowler, & of Annie, is “far from” pleasant. Later I went to the Chemists & got some medicine: ― perhaps the having done so made me feel somewhat better. Dinner: playing & singing ― & a very pleasant evening.

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


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