Saturday, 3 December 1864

Same brilliant & clear & lovely weather.

Worked all day at the Tyrants. The 3rd process takes much longer than the 1st or 2nd process.

At 3.30 came Mannerly & Mrs. Sutton ― & looked at Egypt drawings. She is as pretty & foolish a woman as one has seen in a long time. He a straightforward pleasant fellow.

At 4.30 ― called on Mrs. Smith-Barry.

Dined al solito, μοναχῶς. But poor Giorgio said θὰ ἒχει νέον πρᾶγμα, ποῦ δὲν ἒφαγες ποτὲ ὣς ἐμαγείρευσ’ ἐγὼ: τὸ ἒκαμεν κατὰ τὸ κεφάλι μου.[1] & is! it was a beefsteak, pudding & giblets!

Enquired about Diligence to go to Mentone on Tuesday.

19th day of 240 Tyrants.

A          2
B―       1
C          2
D          3
8            ― 21. in all.

[1] You will have a new thing, that you haven’t eaten as I make it: I dreamt it up myself (NB).

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



Filed under 1864, Diary Entry

2 responses to “Saturday, 3 December 1864

  1. Peter Byrne

    G’s remark in Greek made me smile. It’s exactly what the distaff side of a mature and loving couple would say to her hubby.

  2. Dear Marco,

    μονακῶς should be substituted with μοναχῶς =alone, as you correctly note.

    I would also substitute ποτε with ποτὲ, as there is a trace of that accent on the epsilon.

    Best wishes

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