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Monday, 21 December 1863

Darker ― & dampier. colder. Rose at 8.15.

I always breakfast by Lamplight now.

31. Letters: mostly receipts of the work without comment. Others, accompanied by kindly notes. Mrs. G. Clive’s naturally ― of the A. No. 1 order. F. North’s also one letter from H.J. Grenfell ― writing for 5 copies. & Mrs. Slingsby Bethell ― with S.’s & Mrs. Chaplin’s name. Two payments only, Lord Carlisles & Mrs. H. Mildmay’s. ― continual writing work. ―― Went to Day’s: ― for a half hour. ― Then to various places: & to Carl Wener’s “Holy Places[”]― & set of drawing good so far as effect architectural, ― but wholly deficient as Landscape, in ˇ[ordinary=]truth. Home: whence it was difficult to re=issue ― as Mrs. Padwicke, & Mrs. Bethell came severally on the Pay=Subscription stage. Cab then towards Kensington [or] Bayswater, & went to Daddy Hunts, with whom I sate a good bit, & delightfully ― no-one else being there. The Egyptian Girl is wonderful in color, drawing: perception: sentiment. ――― Then came the ViscoutessStrangford ― & Miss Beaufort ― I withdrew as H.H.s son. She has been 5 or 6 days at Jánina ― & 3 at Súli! ― & a week at Montenegro. Then, the Prince amused himself by a skipping rope, & G. Strahan attempted to do so likewise ― but suddenly vomitava:[1] a sad mishap I thought my Lady Viscoutess might have left untold.

I set out hoping to get to Fanny Coombe’s ― but it could not be ― so I got home at 6. & dined, reading Spekes book.[2]

 


[1] He threw up.

[2] Speke, John Hanning. Journal of the Discovery of the Source of the Nile. Edinburgh and London: William Blackwood and Sons, 1863.


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Sunday, 20 December 1863

Dreary dry deadly leaden sky: no wet ―― but, no light.

Arranged small matters for strting ― & also, drawings & prints to give away ― till 1. P.M. (T. Cooper’s 2 children were brought up in their new dresses & boots ― pleasant to see: the Cooper’s are hard working obliging people, & I owe them much comfort.) Called on J. Uwins ― 320 Regt. St. being sad ― inane ― ‘aimless’ as his uncle used to say. ― Then on Thrupp, ― a good heart ― & happy. ― Returned home, & walked again, to Eaton Place, but the Robinsons were out: so I came home once more. Bleak bleak fearful sky!! ― By 5. went to D. Wyatts: & sate talking with Mrs. D.W. At 6 D. came in ― certainly cross & overworked. Dinner

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Various signs of crossness ― trials of unequal intellect, so for a time I think the D.W.s are not as happy as I used to think them. After dinner ― D. was more absorbed & abstracted; ― &, talking of Richd. Wyatt, quite morose & bitter ― yet possibly not unjustly. His asking me about “my sketches” ― & his reflections about Richd. Wyatt “never dining anyone” ― set me a reflecting: & resolving to buy some book & do some drawing before I go. But I doubt my dining this often again with them, or anyone: it is a fault to avoid ― one I have often fallen into ― for no cause but thoughtlessness.

I thought it best to sing & play: & came away at 11 ― not to dine there again for many a long day.

Other reasons also confirm me in this resolve. Ἄλλαι αἰτίαι μὲ στάθουν ἐις τοῦτο.[1]

 


[1] Other reasons also confirm me in this (NB).


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Saturday, 19 December 1863

Same cold ― not unpleasant, leaden sky to see.

Many letters ― receipts for the Book coming back.

Wrote till 12 or 1 ― & went to Day’s. The delivery of the Vols is stopped for want of binding [] enough. But I hope all will be out by Tuesday night. Various shoppings, & at 3.30 ― walked to Digby Wyatt’s ― but they were out. Went then to W. Nevill’s ― & found ―――― Χριστήνα Ἴγγελμπη & Allan: afterwards Geoff. ― Returned to Mrs. Digby ― & found her at home, & am to dine there tomorrow. Walked home by 6. & dined μονακῶς.


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Friday, 18 December 1863

Very fine ― but cold ― very.

Rose 8. ― At 9.30 ―breakfast. C.F. ― Stepney & Bertie, Grenfell & Hervey, Mrs. H. & Miss M. ―

I have little comfort in staying here. At 11.50, we went (Lady W. also) in a carriage to te Station, & at Waterloo I took leave of them. ― Λέξεις ― δὲν ἔχω.[1] But I am sad & sad & weary.

Home by 1 ― or 1.30. & found several letters: one, from Lady Strangford very nice. After answering them, walked to Day’s ― & corrected lists &c. ― & then went to Foords giving orders about the ultimate boxes, ― & so home again. Whereon I set off to try to see any of the F.L.’s before I went from England. Mrs. F.L. ― “Kate,” was at home, & the baby: so I sate with them a bit. It is a rather wilful child, but very nice. K.L. certainly bears out [Sx.] in what he said by her likeness. Ὅμως, ἔιναι μυστήριον, τοῦτο.[2] Walked home, & dined very comfortably. ― Kind letter from Mrs. Prescott.


[1] Words ― I do not have (NB).

[2] But it is a mystery, this one (NB).


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Thursday, 17 December 1863

Same weather ― fine & dry ― but much colder.

Several letters, & among them, one from poor George ― little Teodoro died on the 3rd at 10.30. la notte.[1] Poor dear people! ― I wrote to him at once. It is very sad. ― ―― Hutton came ― a truly good lad: & then Lawson: both English hearted.

After that ― at 1. Cab to Day’s ― & got the 1st Book out ― of the Ionian Views. ― also went to Foords, & the Fire Insurance, paying one ― 22£, the other 5£. sent 8 cases with 15 unfinished pictures, to be sent to Corfû. At 3 ― lunched ― unhappily, ― whereby indigestion. At the Station I was cross, & crosser in the cold Railway carriage. At Strawberry Hill were Lady W., & Mrs. Hervey. Afterwards C.F. ― & others. ― The Dinner was large, but the house dreadfully cold ― (i.e. the new rooms,) & the “sphere” not pleasing.

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The people I sate next to bored one to death: ― & Mylady told me I “looked miserable.” Afterwards, the large Drawing room was horribly cold: & all things horribly dull. Society at Strawberry Hill ― unless a great fête, ― is a misery. Whist. Lord Amberley ― quiet & shrewd. Miss Harding clever & agreable. ― Talk with Grenfell a little. At 11.30 ― fled.

poor George!! ―

 


[1] In the night.


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Wednesday, 16 December 1863

cold ― but dry. XX ― a bore.

Went at 10.30. or 11 to the city, & placed my 100£ in the New 3. per Cents. Going meanwhile to Routledges’s & to Day’s. Came home at 4.30. Lawson came, & later F. Lushington. Ἡμέραι τῆς Κέρκρας.[1]

At 7 ― to Junr. United Service Club.

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Dinner highly lovely ― not too much, but all good: & wine ditto. Sate talking of old times with L. ― & really enjoyed the evening.

Home by 11.30[.]

 


[1] Days of Corfu (NB).


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Tuesday, 15 December 1863

Tolerably fine ―― no rain.

More notes: ― wrote answers ― & arranged to go into the city by 11. when one Kennaway came ― & then C. & Mrs. & Annie Whittingham ― a most pleasing party: & Lawson.

At 12.30 ― I went to the Bank & got my 4 dividends ― £100.1.[blotted] this year. How I remember my dear Ann in these days! ― as indeed I ever do. It was too late to get this 100 into the funds, so that involves coming again tomorrow ― which can hardly be with the Deal or Sandwich journey. ―

Walked to Days ― & arranged lists &c.: & then home[.] C. Fortescue had called: Miss Yates ― written. Wrote to several ― & also to Lady James, giving up going to [Betterhanger] tomorrow.

At 3.30 ― walked to Downing Street ― & saw C.F. The Duke is a little better ― but very ill. The Corfu fortifications give trouble: Sir H.’s last dispatch is not pleasant. Walked home: & wrote.

Dined μοναχῶς ― but interrupted by payments & notes.


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Monday, 14 December 1863

Foggy early ― but afterwards, clear & fine all day.

A few ― 10 or so ― letters.

At 11.30. Florence Bethell came ― with 2 Miss Edwards ― & looked at all the Egyptian drawings till 1. ―

At 2.30 ― cab to Day’s ― & gave him all the lists of Subscriber names ― now in all 370.

Dickenson also came today ― to take things for packing for Corfu.

After leaving Day’s I called at Woolffs ― Wade-Browne, ― T. Hamilton’s, & the Chancellors: walking a bit with Dunn Gardner whom I met: a good nice fellow. I called also ― seeing the house open ― at Miss Yates’s ― where I heard, from the Albanian servt., that Major Reynolds is very ill. Returned to write no end of notes notes notes ― till 6.30.

To 61. Eaton Place.

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The white dog is lost. ἀς εὐχαριστοῦμεν τὸν Θεόν.[1]

Evening ― ἔτζι κ’ἔτζι pleasant.

Raw cold damp night.

 


[1] Let us thank God (NB).


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Sunday, 13 December 1863

Very fine & clear ― hardly cold ― very beautiful.

Arranged the lists of names to give to Day’s tomorrow ― horrid work: & also writing till 1. or 2.

Then went to Adml. Robinson’s. (disgusting barking dog. ―) “Archibald Shaw=Stewart” came in, but mainly we; i.e. Mrs. R. & I ― were opzorbed about a history.

Then, at 4.30 ― or 5 ― I went to 6. Grosvenor Crescent, & sate for an hour with ‘Mary Stanley.’ Arthur is to be married on the 22nd.

Home ― & dined on cold vyands. at 7 ―.

A woman ― name unknown ― married ― or was supposed to marry one [Rieriss]. She had one daughter ― but as she had intrigued with C.B.* it was by him supposed his, & he persuaded his mother to adopt her ― before he ― C.B. died. Mrs. B. educated her entirely. Meanwhile Mrs. R. lived abroad, mostly: & her daughter, visiting her ― being about 17. ― having always made many scenes ― married a young officer, Neale. & went out to Mauritius, where she had 2 children, after wh. Neale died.

Mrs. B. dying left 250£ per ann., annuity, to Mrs. N. & Mrs. N. came to England ― Adml. R. ― & A.B. her guardians. With Regld. B. ― but bouleversed his house, & went out as a Governess. Quarrelling with the family, she went to reside at a village, whose doctor, ― a man of 9 children she persuaded to go to America & lecture. Thence, in 2 years she returned minus the Doctor, & her own 2 children ― reported dead. Then she went on the stage: & afterwards to Italy, where she picked up a courier, (Lady S.Lx―’s) & came to England ― he having bought a bit of ground, & become Marchese.† She married him, & went out to Pisa ― & had 2 children. But she at times returned, & to H――d ― where she worked up Sir R.B. to write to her guardians for money &c. (of Lady W.’s opinion of her, little need be said.)

This year she came up at Torquay ― & all the Lady B.’s fled.

so ― ὄχι περισσότερα. Τί ἔπειτα?[1]

* ― an error. it was Sir A.B. not C. & his mother adopted the child of her own will, believing that her son had injured its mother.

† Meanwhile the Rev. F. Bacon had married her mother.

 


[1] Not more ― what else? (NB)


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Saturday, 12 December 1863

Very fine ― gray day ― brootle-ugly ― but not damp.

Wrote, wrote, ― wrote. My eye! what a lot of writing is the last 3 months! ―

Delightful letter from A. Stanley.

Captn. Jameson came ― & gave me a 60£ commission for a view of Florence ― τὸ ὀποῖον μ’ἀρέσκει.[1]

Walked ― at 2.30. to Daddy Hunt’s ― but his sister unluckily was there. The Egyptian Girl is really a wonderful splendor of Colour, & exactness of nature.

Called on poor Mrs. & M.A. Crake, & saw both. Both are, or seem, rationalized & softened.

Home: “wrote”, & dressed ― & to 13. Dover St.

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Mrs. W. a really naïve sensible ladylike natural nice woman: the little girl a duck also.

After dinner, looked at drawings, & sang ― till nearly 11.

 


[1] Which I like (NB).


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