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Friday, 30 September 1864

Rose before 7 ― “clearing rubbish”  from studio & “selling palette” till 8. Letter from poor Cromek. ―

Worked till 1 or 2 at snatches of alteration in the Jánina, which is an unfinishable picture. After a large luncheon slept & read Bates’s Amazons till 3. This transition or interregnum state between work is a sad time.

At 4 I went to Mrs. Slingsby Bethell, & found her & poor dear Amma Parkyns ― the latter very poorly. sate some time. Walked to Grosvenor Place ― but the Stanleys were fled. Then to Coventry St. ― paying bills & ordering drawers ― & home.

At 7.30 ― came Thomas Wyatt ― & nothing could be kinder or pleasanter than his manner & converse all the evening ― after last nights “fiasco” a great consolation.

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We looked at Φώτογράφς ― & went at 10.15.

Bed at 11.

Very pleasant evening.

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Thursday, 29 September 1864

Always fine. So lovely a year I cannot quite remember ―― but one sees it chiefly thro’ chimney tops.

Dickenson came ― & took order about the paper to be mounted for the 1865 drawings: also 2 small wings of bookscase.

T 12, I walked to Coutts’s, & got good king Fairbairn’s cheque for 157.10 ― changed. Cab back. Then paid endless bills ― & walked to the Westminster Deanery, but A.P.S. being away at 6 Grosvenor St. I walked there, but they were out. Back ― wholly tired & sad ― by 5 ― slept & played till 7. ˇ[Met Boyd.] At 7.30 came Wade-Browne ― in a foolish mood. After all, with all his cheeriness, he is silly, or seems so at times, ― & too fine.

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[Since writing this journal, I have read of this day last year’s ― at Dudbrook ― & far more miserable parà τουto.]

But the dinner was a mortle failure! ― All the Oysters might have been good, by Brown took one he said was bad, ― (the first he ate,) & ate no more. ― The cutlets were not as good as usual; ― the hare was really good ― but mancava[1] stuffing: & the partridges were totally horrid, & had to be sent away ― tho’ B. ˇ[had] said they ought to be good at just this day. And to crown all, Cooper hadn’t got a fresh apple pie ― but had “warmed up” that of yesterday, so that I saw the poor Guardsman shudder. ― I, being tired & unwell couldn’t throw fun into all this, but had to let things take their way. So I played, & shewed “Roberts’s Holy Land,” ― & at 11. B. elapsed. I shall not ask him to dine again: ― the arrangements do not fit ―[2] [“]how can my (notions) longer mix with thine?” ― B. said, ― Craven, when he heard that he, (W.B.) was going to dine with me, used to say ― “O! then you will have a very Pre-Raphaellite dinner ― very minute.” But Craven was a pig & an ass. Q.E.D.


[1] There wasn’t enough.

[2] The entry continues at the bottom of the facing page, for 30 September.


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Wednesday, 28 September 1864

Did little but fuss ― & arrange paper for mounts, till at 4.30 ― Fairbairn really came, & paid £157.10 for the Joannina, with which he was greatly pleased. This is a thund’ring big pleasure.

At 5.-5.30 ― walked to Foord’s, to order Matters about mounts &c. &c. &c. Back by 7 ― & at 7.45 ― E. Drummond came. We had a really pleasant evening, ― 2 soles, cutlets, & Lady Goldsmid’s Hare being the dinner ― beside an apple pie.

Afterwards, we looked at Cretan sketches, & so on ― till 12.

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Tuesday, 27 September 1864

Slept well ― extremely ― but rose at 6.30 anxious about Fairbairn’s coming. But no Φαίρβαιrn came at all. So I wrote letter, & worried & fussed ― & looked out paper to mount for the imaginary prospective 240(!!!) drawings of 1865: ― & fussed & worried ― & read Bates’s Amazon ―― but the day ― ever fine ― wore away ― & no one called.

So, at 5 ― I walked straight on end to Gresham St. & there dined with poor Will N.

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Allan is grown immensely tall ― an awkward, but quiet, & I think intelligent lad. I wish anything could be done for him. ―

Cab home ― by 11.

Found a letter from Fairbairn ― he comes tomorrow at noon: ― & a very nice letter from Wade-Browne. And 2/2 brace of Grouse from someone anonymous.


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Monday, 26 September 1864

Dull gray ― & ἔτζι εἶμαι ἐγῶ.[1]

A Dies non ― other than for penitenza.

Sent to procure an Abruzzo volume at Maclean’s ― & got one ― which later I forwarded to Wade-Browne. ―

Did no work ― but arranged ― or rather selected drawings for possible winter work.

No Fairbairn.

At 5 ― went to Ampthill Square.

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Quiet & not unpleasant evening. Home before 11. ―


[1] So am I (NB).


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Sunday, 25 September 1864

Rose at 8 ― pooh pudor!

At breakfast ― reading Bates’ Brazil,[1] with very gt. delight.

Afterwards ―― looked over unpenned sketches ― selecting those I should take abroad to make drawings from.

At 1. came Wade=Browne & lunched ― so to speak. ― So I gave up my “professional life” ―― & went with him in a cab to Victoria Park ― not so lovely as I was told it was by any means. Ἔπειτα ― by omnibus & cab ― to Battersea Park ― (about 5. P.M.) & those Gardens are really wonderfully lovely. Climbing Rails &c. &c. ― & so we walked to Bond St. together ― I was to dine with W.B. at the [Jemion] but, that being shut, ― at Long’s. So I walked home & dressed, & at 7.30 was again at Longs. Dinner profuse & excellent ― but most costly. Much ˇ[(of wine &c.)] was added perhaps thro’ my own gauche stupidity. After all ― W.B. vanished ― & I, (tho’ I waited for him some 10 minutes ―) came home by 10.30.

Whereby I am at home at 10.30. But, δὲν θέλω ἒτζι γευματίσω [illegible Greek word][2] ―

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[1] Henry Walter Bates’s The Naturalist on the River Amazons. 2 vols. London: Murray 1863; or the abridged 1-volume edition of 1864.

[2] I do not wish to dine thus [] (NB).


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Saturday, 24 September 1864

Rose at 7. Rainy night ― but fine all today ―

I never knew so many consecutive months so very pleasant in England ― quâ climate.

Worked at the Jánina ―& still improved it. It is however no awfully bothering picture.

Saw Gush’s drawing of dear Ann ― which is very like ― tho’ not quite like. Wrote to Sarah, Mrs. F.S. ― & Fairbairn.

Walked out at 4.30. To the Z. Gardens, & back by 7.15.

Ἐγευμάτισα ― ὥς πάντοτε ― Μοναχῶς.[1]

The Ouran Outan, eating bread & butter, & “propping” herself up in a shawl ― is a sight to see.


[1] I dined ― as usual ― alone (NB).


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Friday, 23 September 1864

We rise at 6.30. We prepare colors, & painting & answer some notes. Breakfast. Letter from Sarah ― a good woman thro’ a long & trying life.

Worked at the Jánina ― improvingly ― tho’ it never seems to come nearer finish.

Dickenson came ― about the Betterhanger frame, & the blinds are being put up ― & we are altogether altogethery. Later ― Sir H.J. Storks came: one may talk now of his going to Malta.

Went out at 6 to buy a Lamp ― for £3.10.

Dined at home μοναχῶς.

The Piano is a comfort.


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Thursday, 22 September 1864

Rose at 7. (Rain at night)

Indigestion.

Tarrant sent home the last of the Crete drawings ― mounted on 126. mounts in all.

F. Lushington & “Zillah” came. (he asked me to be proxy for G.S. Venables ― as Godfather to his boy: tho’ I could nto do.) Z. is very pretty & sweet looking.

Painted a good bit, & certainly greatly improved the Jánina, ― tho’ even now, it seems scarcely any nearer to “finish.” ―

Went out at 5 ― calling on Wade-Browne, & on Mrs. Hankey ―: & looking out for a Moderator Lamp. See by papers ― that there are riots in Turin, which cuts & grieves me dreadfully.

Read Babbage’s “Passages &c.”[1] ― a curious book ― but not altogether satisfactory.

Met Mr. Prince in Oxford St. ― a good little man. Afterwards ― met poor W. Nevill ― & walked about with him up & down: ― a sad & unhinged affair. ― concerning his sending Hugh to see R. Smedley ――― the man who took out a writ against W.N. before any one!!!!! ― Billy’s ideas of right & wrong are queer indeed ― but he has much to suffer, & that is very sad. ― Percy Coombe came & dined with me. The Thomson Hunkeys & Edgar Drummonds both asked me. ― Evening very tolerable.

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[1] Charles Babbage’s Passages from the Life of a Philosopher. London: Longman, Green, Longaman, Roberts, & Green, 1864.


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Wednesday, 21 September 1864

Fine all day ―

Certainly ― 3 more beautiful months never were.

Rose at 6. Wrote to Sarah ― Ellen ― & others: ― later, having sent T. Cooper to Drummond’s for 20£ ― forwarded £15. Thereof to Mrs. F. Street.

Painted pretty hard at the Jánina from 9.30 ― to 3.30.

At 4. Called at the Slingsby Bethell’s, & Thomas Hankeys ― out ― both.

Then to 37. Tavistock Place: but having eaten “crust” for lunch, was not what I might have been quâ health.

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Afterwards sung & played ― passed the evening very happily. Ἐπερπάτησα ‘ς τὴν οἰκίαν κατὰ τὰς ἓνδεκα.[1]

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[1] Walked home around eleven o’clock (NB).


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