Tuesday, 29 March 1864

Finer day ― but cloudy ― & towards 5 ― 6 ― rain & thunder, ― then clear again, but violent gusts & hailstorms ― later.

Rose at 8. After breakfast came Παραμυθιόττι― who is absurdly enragious about England ― & says we do this fortress destruction of our own proper ugly will. Mon looks at the last act ― [“]you have done us good first ― lastly evil: ― on the evil we now judge you.” ――

Ball practice & other bores bother my life [out] ― & empty rooms ― so at 3 I go out.

(At 1. I went to Citadel, & lunched with the 9th Spillman, ˇ[[Bergham]] Wright, Fursden &c. very pleasant.) came home, & at 3, walked to the hill beyond Manducchio, ― where ― cloudy & rainie, ― I worked from 4 to 5½ ― when the Lunette was blown up. Returned hastily to house, ― when there were more explosions.

Dressed

1864-03-29 Capt. Deverills Garden ― 2 geese & 10 goslings are lovely to see. ―

To 4th at Citadel ― to dine with O. Middleton, ― & passed a really pleasant evening. O.M. walked nearly home with me. A sudding ale storm ― χαλάζέιπολὺ.[1] Sad night of violent winds. Sad poor Kokali family ― poor Χριστός still suffering.


[1] Heavy hail (NB).


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

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