Saturday, 29 August 1863

Rose at 6. Penned till 8.

Breakfast ― & penned out till 10. or 11.

Dickenson came, to whom I paid 56£ & so am quits of his big bill ― a reward of the last winter’s toil.

All the rest of the day went in making tracings reduced outlines ― for the Lithographs of the 20 Ionian drawings. ―

At 6.50 or 7 to Admiral Robinsons ―


I had taken 2 folios of drawings to show them ― & it was a great pleasure to do so.

Came away at 11 in cab.

Inspector of schools asks ˇ[rural] boys ― “what is the pestilence that walketh in darkness.[”] ―

All are silent, till the last, who says ― “[Plaise, Zir], it mun be a boog ― leastwise a flea.” ―

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


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