Friday, 25 November 1864

Dreadful night. Noise of sea: little sleep indignation. Never say die.

2 letters ― from Allan Nevill. & one, announcing 2 Lamps on their way.

Worked from 8 to 9 ― & from 10 to 3.30.

Day bright & beautiful all through ― but no cold as yet.

At 4, called on Mr. Lyon ― very pleasant & gentlemanly: talking of Highdown Hill ― Burpham, Warring Camp ― Preston ― &c. &c. How quaint.

Went ― on dirty lane ― to Lady Duncan’s ― people there (Howards of Greystoke ―). Anna D. says the Fairbairns are at the Victoria. ―

Called there, & verily they were there, but left yesterday! Was ever anything more odious?

Went to see Mrs. Hankey, who cannot get away yet, as no steamer goes.

The sea makes a gt. roar yet ― but it is finer, tho’ not settled.

Home ― & dined at 7. Heard George read afterwards.

13th day of 240 Tyrants.
Got thro’ 2nd process of 16 ― 117 in all. ―


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

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