Same Paradise weather.
Worked at 11, 12 & 13 ― all of which I finished: but No. 11 is a long & tiresome affair ― Spezzia with forground vines. ― So ― January is nearly gone ― & I must say I have never passed one so serenely for many many years.
Something is to be put down to the better climate ― somewhat to the better health: ― somewhat to the less anxiety about beastly money: ― somewhat to a reaction from the sorrow for dear Ann’s going: ― but I believe most of all to the better state of the “demon” ― or rather to his greater absence.
I also nearly finished No. 14 ― so there are but 16 ― & a bittock to get through: a bouncing lot of energy it has needed to do these.
At 5 ― I walked by the Fort Abraham road ― (meeting Sir H.S. ― who stopped & spoke of C.F.. “I hope it may turn out as happily as his friends wish.” ― quo’ he of the marriage. Then I returned by the S. Decca road. The glory & beauty of the moon & sunset were not to be described. Greek till 7. Dinner. ― Out came George with his woe ― concerning ὁ ὑιὸς Νικόλα, whose master shuts up his school continually, & N. only goes & plays with other boys, & don’t go home. My good Suliote, I should think is not a manager of παιδιὰ ― but I dare say Nick is a pickle. G. is gone to Καστραδες ― & says N. is to come to a school here. ― I shall pay somewhat more of his schooling ―for attention to the life of a child of that age is all: all.
(O bother the cats! also the mice!)
How quiet is this house! what a contrast to the misery of last year.
And so ends January 1863.
 The son Nicola (NB).
 Children (NB)
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3. Image.]