Saturday, 13 December 1862

Warm ― dull ― & a little rain.

(Wind changed about 11 ― & was high ― S.E. ― so no Ancôna boat comes.)

Rose at 7.15. ― & all day worked at the smaller set of 30 Tyrants. ― Health better.

Only Col. Maude called.

George out all day ―: Spiro, whose hand is very bad,wishes a consultation of 3 Doctors ― tho’ he knows his boy must die. Later I heard they said that the Scarlatina coming on the bad cold ― was hopeless. ― It seems a pity they have gone to S. Rocco.

At 4. went out & called on the Ragneneans, & walked with Boyd till 5.30.

Greek till 7.

Dined on 2 woodcox & rice milk.

G. was sent for ― & went away in distress ― for as he says ― it is all “tutt’in uno.”[1] And his own wife expects to be confined daily ― so that the poor old mother has to go from house to house ― 3 times today. ― Χριστὸς also is ill.

At 11. G. came home: the child is not yet dead.

I penned out from 8 ― to 11.30. that large drawing from the Παλαιοκαστρίτζα hill ― looking to Λάκονες. Weather calm.

3. weeks here tomorrow!
2nd week of 60 drawings!

 


[1] “All one,” meaning “it makes no difference.”


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

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