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Friday, 24 October 1862

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A sad=weary day ― not idle, though.

The morning bother was sudden & unexpected.

No letter. Sent away Mrs. Ackroyd’s, Mrs. howard’s, & Sir T. Baring’s drawings, & had the Philæ fixed in.

Painted at the Olympus ― my sight being bad & not up to completing the birds & small detail of the Beachy Hd. ―― pretty well all day ― but cold & with Asthma.

Wrote to Mrs. Clive, Mrs. Prescott & Mrs. [sic]

And later to F. Css. Waldegrave ― declining Dudbrook & Chantilly: & to C.F. also.

At 4 or 5 ― sate with Bright Smith who gets somewhat better. ―

Dined at home ― cold beef & rice at 6. ―

The brute Gush now sees that the Coopers have to light
2 fires in his studio’s ―
1 ― in B. Smiths
1. in mine
1. in the new lodgers ―
―――
5 ― in all ― yet lets them do it ― knowing that at present they cannot turn out & get a new place. ―

But ― παύσετε τό [two illegible words].[1] ―――


[1] You (plural) stop the [] (NB).


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Thursday, 23 October 1862

Fine at times, but very windy all day.

Dickenson’s men put in Mrs. Howard’s, Sit T. Baring’s, & Mrs. Ackroyd’s pictures.

Miss Head, & Ralph Nevill called.

Worked at Philæ, (Grenfell’s) & finished it; ― & at Beachy Head.

S.W. Clowes called. ―――――――――

At 4, walked to Mrs. Clives ― (meeting Terrick Hamilton, who at 80, seems 60.) & to C.F.s ― & home, where I found a note from C.F. ― (his Irish voyage postponed,) ― to dine at the Blue Posts. So ― cab there, ― & ordered dinner. Ordered Colenso’s Pentateuch ― & called at Foord’s; & at 7. to Blue Posts. A pleasant evening with C.F. I speak, /& write too ―) as strongly as I can about Marcorãn, & it seems to me, after the note I sent anent Macaulay & Evans taking the matter up ―― to some purpose: but I cannot tell yet. C.F. is very happy: & I am glad of it: & half think to fo down to Dudbrook. ―

Home by 10.30.


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Wednesday, 22 October 1862

Wet all day till 4. ― Very muggy & wretched.

Rose a t7. Letter ― sad enough ― from Daddy H. Wrote to him, & in the course of the day also to

Giorgio Cocáli ―
Mrs. Greville-Howard.
Mrs. Rawson.
C. Fortescue.

C.F. breakfasted with me at 9.30. Much talk. As he was going, came F.L. But C.F. had appointments, & could only go into the W.C. ― Immediately afterwards came Lord Kirkwell ― furious about the Judge question: so I had to shut him up in the room with F.L. while I smuggled C.F. out. ― very absurd. ― C.F. bought the Thermopylæ for 120. gs.

Finished Athens, Gethsemane, & Parnassus. And at 4 walked out. (The new lodger below has no end of Organs & music.) Could not find Clowes. ― Saw good little Col. Hornby ― alas! so old! ―

Called at Macleans & Foord’s ― & W. Nevills. Only Miss Susan Head & Ralph at home, but W.N. shortly came in ― looking very ill. Dined with them: & afterwards, long talk with W.N. O dear poor foolish friend! ― Willie, it seems, is to marry a Miss Flight. But poor W.N. is, it seems to me, half engaged to that Miss James!!! ―― Long talk with Miss Head afterwards, ― who does not like her. ―

It is all very muddly.

Walked home by 10.30. ―Found that Clowes had called, & J. Edwards: & a letter from Mrs. Prescott.

Anyhow, events enough in today!!!!

Lady Frederick Bentwick ― aet. 76 ― died yesterday at Bath.

at Storrs, Mr. ˇ[Col.] Bolton’s ― in 1834 ― was the first time I ever saw her: Wordsworth was there, & the old Earl & Countess Lonsdale.[1]

She had a kind of social amiability, ― but was so narrow & vulgar a Tory, that she could conceive no person to be [humam] or Xtian who was not a Tory. ― In after days ― in Rome ― this disgusted me ― as I did not know why I was bound to hear venom & rubbish.

The old Archbp. of York wished her to marry G.H. Harcourt.


[1] Continues at the bottom of the next page.


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Tuesday, 21 October 1862

Fine all day but very cold.

Having got a complete chill yesterday, I was regularly ill all day ― & could do nothing but lie on 2 chairs ― & with Greek now & then.

No one came ― except that the ancient 1852 Thermopylæ was bought.

At 6 ― walked to Digby Wyatts

Afterwards sang. (Dr. Thurmnam came in.) ―

All the evening passed most pleasantly. I am always oofil happy at the D. Wyatts.

Of Trelawny ― he has 2 daughters living ― & one son. The eldest one died last year, & the 2nd is dying now at Falmouth. His wife ― (a divorced Lady Goring,) does not live with him ― but each live at times with remaining children. The eldest girl is married to a Brazilian Doctor, & is the daughter of the sister of Οδυσσεὺς.[1]

Lately ― T. talking republicanism with solito violenza ― one of the party asked him if he thought American results of republicanism were conductive to belief in his theories. Ὀ δὲ εἲπε[2] ―― “As you are no relation of mine, & not even a friend, what excuse have you for endeavouring to make me speak on a subject which you assuredly know is disagreable to me?”


[1] Odysseus.

[2] He replied (NB).


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Monday, 20 October 1862

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Rose at 7. Hurried breakfast. Carriage to station.

In rail 2 brothers ― Blackstone I think ― agreable: & one tells me of Corsica.

At 15 Stratford Pl. by 10.40. ― No letters. Paited a little at Gethsemane, Athens, & Parnassus.

X

Slept.

At 4. went  to Murray’s ― & to H. Farquhar’s, whom I saw, & hearing that the G. Clives had returned, (48. Eaton Sqre.) called there ― out all ― & was home by 6.

Archd. Peel & one Fitzclarence came[.] I wrote to J. Edwards, & to Mrs. G. Clive.

Letter from C. 40scue.

Dined, μόνος,

και επῆγα ‘ς τὸ κραββατι ― 10 ὣρας[.][1]


[1] Alone, and went to bed ― 10 o’clock (NB).


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Sunday, 19 October 1862

Slept well. Very bright & fine till 10. From 8.30 to 9. I walked in the breezy beach groves ― cawing rooks above.

Breakfast ― very pleasant, the Lord C. going widely into Gk. & Latin: quoting vastly from Pope & others. He wished to walk ― but it began to rain, (& rained harder & harder all day.) Gussie, Messrs. Ayston & Trower to church: & then the L.C. sat down quietly to talk: of wh. there was much: of Ionian matters ― he thinks that the D. could only have authorized Storx’s move (anent the Judges ―) by having known that said Judges were politically a nuisance, ― interfering &c. ― Of Metaxà ― whose character he knows well. ― of the R.A. ― wh. he would wholly abolish: of Lord P.’s & of his own qualities as public leaders ― or men: ― of his retiring ―: of his going to Zante ― &c. &c. &c. &c. ― of his income & what he leaves &c. &c. ― & much else. ― all in a strain of real good feeling. After this at 1 or 2 came Gussie & the 2 Gentm. & then Luncheon ― & various pleasant talk. Then came poor Lady Westbury ― dreadfully unwell. It seems that Eliza Cardens illness & fits increase, & her stay here has greatly agitated poor Lady W. ― Talked to her & Gussie all the afternoon till 4 or 5 ― when the 2 gentlemen came in ― & so talk till 6.30.

Dinner very pleasant.

Both Ayston & Trower are  nice people. (Trowns sister married Goring of Whiston’s brother: & he knows all Sussex. ― Ayston knows the Goldsmids &c.)

Afterwards the Lord Ch. was most interesting. 3 questions of Shakespeare ― ”learned Theban.”[1] “now unyoke”[2] ― & “the Courser’s hair is like a serpent’s motion ― yet without its venom:”[3] ― the last he says is explained by a game or practice of farmer boys, who pluck hairs from stallions’ tails, wh. when put in water, move just like serpents ― as long as they have warmth. ― Afterwards I had to talk perpetually on Greek & Asiatic subjects. Meanwhile the wind blew a fearful gale ― tremendous.

Tea, & Gussie. (Craven’s brother did wish to marry her.) ― & at 10.30 bed. I go tomorrow at 8.

Story of Mr. Ayston’s little girl at 5. Their cook died, & she prayed to see Cooky: ― “why?” ― ”O because I want to see her with wings! Cooky must look so funny with wings!” ―

The wind is awful in this big house even: what is it elsewhere!! ―[4]

During the talk on Homer & Virgil ― phrases expressions of qualities of the sea were noticed: of them, Mr. Trower said, undique sequamus: ― & the Lord C. noting ― sequax ― said “let me remember the passage & look for it.” When I, to get a rise, said ― “we can see all it by wild fowl.” “How wild fowl Lear?” “Sea-quacks ― wild ducks, my Lord,[5] the sudden intro ducts ― I dis tructs the attention from the contemplation of serious subjects[”] ― said I. “Lear ― I [][6] ˆ[abominate] ludicrous images which dis turb the mind from the subject has in view.” [sic]


[1] King Lear III.iv.

[2] King John III.i.

[3] Antony and Cleopatra I.ii.

[4] The entry continues in the previous page, for 18 October.

[5] The rest of the entry is written vertically along the internal edge of the facing pages.

[6] One word, perhaps “detest,” has been struck out.


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Saturday, 18 October 1862

Pouring with rain, & pitchy dark ― εὒτε πίσσα.[1] Yet I worked from 9 to 12.30 at the Beachy Head. Count Corti came ― an agreable man. At 2.15 ― came to Rail, & at 3 off to Basingstoke, where at 4.20. found found the Hackwood Brougham. Only 2 lawyer=like men of Moab at Hackwood. All the Cardens, & Wally went today ― & the Metaxa’s some days back.

Lady W. at her worst. The Lord C. jolly & pleasant ― & Gussy al solito[2] an angel. After walking a bit we sate. ―

Dinner.

[Mr. Trower ?(I fancy some kind of Sectry.[)] Gentm. Of Chamber]

After dinner, the Lord C. began ― apropos of climate, began to discourse of Tubercles, ― & then the Liver complaint ― wondrously well ― for ¾ of an hour: ἔπειτα[3] on Slavery ― up to 9.30 or later, when we “joined the Ladies” ― Lady W. being in bed some time. I talked with dear little Gussie.

To hear the Lord C.’s sentences ――――

“That expectoration  which is ordinarily healthy ― floats: that which contains pus, the contents of Tubercules infected by animalculæ ― sinks. ―― Pus ― this is the test ― sinks. pus ― sinks.”

― & again about the bladder in the liver ― “which contains horrid disgusting, frightful & spider like monster, all legs & arms, ― self generated, but wholly innocuous.” ―――


[1] Literally “like pitch,” hence “pitch-black” (NB).

[2] As usual.

[3] Then.


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