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Saturday, 21 December 1861

Florence 5 day.

Rose at 7. A delightful half-sunny ― half pearly gray day, warm enough to have the window open ― a wood fire within.

After Breakfast & hearing G. read ― worked at the Architecture of the Florence picture absolutely, almost without stopping ― from 9 to 5 ―: I could have seen a few minutes longer by the bright reflect of the sunset ― but thought it better to rush out, wh. I did ― to Palœopolis ― from 5.15 ― to 6.15. Dined at 6.30 ― & penned out (Jánnina ˆ[Apl. 10/57]) till 10.30.

Onto the Kastrades road, I met the De Veres: ――

The Prince is really dead ― most sad to think of. He died on Sat.y the 14th.

And poor Queen Victoria is a Widow. Sadder days still I fear are in store.

What man can have done his duty in all ways as son, brother, Husband, Father, & public man in the highest station ― more & better than Prince Albert? ― This will be felt in after times. ―

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

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Friday, 20 December 1861

Florence ― (cypresses & foreground.) ――― 4 day

Cloudy ―― & rain at times towards 4 P.M.

Worked all day ― 9 to 4.30 at the Florence ― ill enough. ―

Weather warm. Spirits none ― horridly dejected at times ― yet fought it out. And at 5 ― walk to Palœópolis & back by 6.15. Dark clouds & lightening.

Dined ― ate little: & from 7 to 10.30 penned out the whole of the Janina drawings of Apl. 1861 ― the one done with J.B. Edwards. ―

Life is full of weary days.

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

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Thursday, 19 December 1861

Florence ― sky & cypress stems. ―――― 3 day.

The nearly full moon ― opposite my window at 7: ― then the gradually plum=rosiness ― & lastly at 7.30 the first crimson of sunrise on Salvador, is a sight not to be forgotten.

Sent letters to Dickenson & C.F.Sarah Street, & Mrs. Chaworth=Musters. ― Worked ― very well, from 9 to 3, at the Florence. ― But Mrs. Maudes jigs & an organ in the street nearly drove me mad. Then came Count Henckel: (he says there is a report that P. Albert is dead.) ― & now, ― it has clouded from noon, ― it is raining, & gloomy.

At 4 ― in pouring rain, called on Mrs. Boyds ― & after that on the Herberts ― with whom (the latter,) sat till 5.30. ― They are nice people.

It really seems to be believed that the report of P. Alberts death is a true one: ― undoubtedly one of the most terrible events possible just now, ― at least so far as we mortals can see. ― A telegram came to a Gk. Merchant here, ― & was taken to Sir H.J. Storks at the Opera, wh. he left directly. It is said the Prince died on the 16th.

At 6.30 ― dine with Craven, the Chaplain on the 2nd floor ―― a bluff gruff soldierly sort of priest. There were young Storks ― & one Major Buchanan ― a really nice fellow. ―

After dinner, we hushed the Piano &c. for a time: ― a vast thunder & lightening & rain & hail storm the while. ―― And came away at 10.15.

Poor Queen! ― It seems really true, this terrible news: ― the Lord High C. has put off his ball for tomorrow. I cannot think the poor Queen will ever rally from this loss.

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

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Wednesday, 18 December 1861

Perfectly wonderful weather yet! ―

Rose at 7. ― & after Breakfast worked ― (but not well,) at 3 Corfus ― till 4.

Then I walked out ―by the Alipù Potamo & cross roads & Alipu & cross road again to the S.ta Decca ― ― ―― Home by 6.15. The days seem to me brighter & longer than ever.

Dined at 6.45. Maccaroni & cervelli ―― G. afterwards talking about his dislike of Καστράδης. He don’t look, or seem, well.

The Maudes are out ―― all silent. Penned out, (the Philates Castle drawn in 1856) till 10[.]

And now I have set the window of my bedroom open ― to see the amazing calm & moonlight: Summer ― with a little chill on.

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

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Tuesday, 17 December 1861

Cloudy & North wind ― rain last night: ― at 3 a stiff north breeze & all clear again!

Did not rise till after 8 ― having overslept myself owing to the Maudes coming in very late ― (or early ―) & to all the blinds being closed.

Sent letters to Mrs. Fairbairn {Lorny F. | Arly F.} F.L. Lady Reid, Lady Goldsmid & Emily T.

Worked at the distance of 3 Corfus, & a Dead Sea, till 2: new table came in. Wrote to C.F.

At 3.30 walked out ― by the “new” Parguenote road ― wonderful colour & foamy sea ― N. wind.

Round by Poplar walk from Alipù road to S. Deca ditto. Saw the Longhmans, ― also walked a bit with the long Parson ― Craven. Immense Moon ˇ[(rising over Nemertska)] ― but, mi i! how cold. ――

Home by 6. Dinner at 6.30 ― Boiled fish, woodcock, potatoes & sausages ―all perfect cookery.

Penned out till 10. The Maudes are away ―but Lord! Now the furniture is moved about! ――

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

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Monday, 16 December 1861

Same weather. Strong West wind at noon: clouds. [] ((Blotted.)) ― & rain at 7 or 8.

Went early & left name at Palace & card on Baron D’Everton, ˇ[& took a “turn” with Boyd.]

Worked ― (but less today ― for Monday’s have accounts &c.) at the Porto 3 Scoglie ― & Butrinto. ― Major Peel came, with Col. Campbell ― & one Lambton ― who is nephew of Lady James. ― At 3, went up to the old old wall & the scrubby Aloe above Ascension & drew an [Onthine]. Prowled about the Olives & returned home by 6.15. ― The L.H.C. stopped his Brougham to tell me that C.F. had sent me 2 letters. ―― At home, ― found letters ― those 2 from C.F. very nice: ― one also from F.L. ― from Dickenson, ― & from Dalziell: Book of Nonsense is published & 500 sold already.

Lady (Countess) Canning is dead. ― How one remembers her now! the first time at Rome, then in London: then [Osborne] at the Queen’s: ― then again in Roma: ― & afterwards in London ―― & always the same as good as beautiful she seemed to me. ― What an end to Canning’s Indian life! ――――

The Maudes ― [tearing] furniture about all day, are happily out tonight. In walking, I met Count Henckel: ―― “I did not dare come to you! you would turn me out!” ―― He is an amiable fellow.

Wrote to F.L. & to bed late.

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

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Sunday, 15 December 1861

Same weather . . perfect calm, color, & brilliancy.

Rose at 7.30. After breakfast wrote to Mrs. AT. L. Reid, & Lady Goldsmid: & coloured some Butrinto drawings ―― wh. took me till 2.30. To Church ― but found it did not begin till 3.30 ― whereby walked about with Mrs. Decie, which hath a Trogon in her hat. ― Clark’s sermon bored me ― yet he means well. ― Afterwards ― walked from 5 to 6  round by the Prism, & back by Munelight.

Dressed & dined at the palace.

A remarkably pleasant evening. ― Sir H.J.S. asked me also on Xmas day, wh. I declined: he seems to me remarkable for good taste & tact. Home by 10.15.

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

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Saturday, 14 December 1861

Absolutely the same stupendous clear weather as before.

Worked very hard all day ― from 8.30 to 4.30 ― at 3 Corfus. ― placing a 15th (!!!!) painting on canvass.

Letter from T. Cooper ― enclosing Roberson’s Bill ―― 54£ !! ― & ˇ[an] invitation from Ed.d Woodthorpe to dinner ― (last week). Mr. Gush’s Eldest son is dead.

At near 5 ― walked the small round by the poplars & S. Deca road. Full moon & wonderfully lovely!

Invitation to dine at the Palace tomorrow. ― ―

Dine at 6.15. ―― Always good dinners.

Penned out Butrinto drawings from 7.30 to 10.

T. Cooper says that poor dear W.F. Beadon is much worse.

X5

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

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Friday, 13 December 1861

X4

Same weather early ― but cloudy at 1 P.M. ― & rain at 5.

Not very well ― indigestion.

Worked at Corfu from Gastouri
Corfu from S.ta Deca
Corfû from [Psararoũs] Nos. 8 ― 11 & 14.

Major Peel, & Baron D’Everton came & looked over drawings of Athos. Boyds invite me to dine ― but I have to say No: which I regret.

At 5 ― went to call on Middleton ― out.

Dined at 6. ― Col. Maude comes down & asks me upstairs ― so I go, & sit an hour & a half.

Penning out Butrinto drawings till 11.

Kindly letter from Mrs. Woolff.

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

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Thursday, 12 December 1861

Same weather!!! Rose at 7

At 8.30 went to Taylor’s, & drew 25£.

Sent letters to Dickenson
Ellen &
Lady G. Grey.

Worked at one of the Corfû pictures.

At 1.30 ― went up to the “Maudes” ― where all was good-humour ― including the little Cuba Dogs ― & a pleasing=clever Mrs. Darell & daughter. ―― M. came down with me: ― & at 1.30 ― I went solo to Ascension, where I drew till 4.15. (I remember such weather in 1855: ― & indeed, it lasted, more or less ― all that winter.)

Walked all along the cliffs to One Gun ― what opal views of Nicopolis & S.ta Maura! ― what gold sunset through=leaf=ness of those groves of olive!

Fell in with Middleton & Majr Cox ― & walked with them to Cannone: which talking with them then, came Sir H. Storks, L.H.C. ―― whereby our converse ended. I took leave of him to go with them, but he “would signify” I was to walk with him: & so he walked as far as the Casino. And I don’t remember a more unbumptious ― & yet ˇ[a] more straight-speaking & intelligent Govt. anywhere. Moreover, he spoke kindly to the peasants everywhere ― τὶ κάμεις; καλα; ((How are you? Is everything good? (NB). ))

So I got home by 5.45. ― Wonderful pure light! & dined. ― (G. had done some tripes but it looked like a lot of lizards, & I couldn’t eat it ―) Afterwards, penned out (Butrinto,) till 9.30. ― Wrote a letter, & sent it with a drawing & photograph of Parnassos, to Mrs. Woolff ― declining Xmas day dinner.

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

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