Saturday, 21 January 1865

Rain all night. Cloudy ― wetty. Worked at the 25 Palestine drawings ― 3rd day.


A very queer day.

No one came.

(Lady Duncan sent 5£ for her drawing.)

Worked frightfully ― penning details over color, of 13 of the 25 Palestine drawings.

So that the remainder 12 ought to be done on Monday ― & the coloring certainly by Wednesday evening ― making them, just 6 days for the 25. Of course all this is a sad bore, but unless I get some small drawings done ― I shall not see daylight & peace to go on with the others.

AT writes Dady [Dunn], is not Baronetted after all.

Dined at 6 ― always well: verily, Georges unalterable attention is a blessing.

Set him copies & heard him read: & penned out 3 drawings ― Ventimiglia & Bordighéra.

The sea roars. We can’t go out tomorrow for the καιρὸς εἶναι τζακισμένος.[1]

It rains again ―


Sir C. Napier’s life is a blessing.

[1] The weather is wrecked (NB).

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


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