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.]