Saturday, 2 November 1861
Heavy fall of snow ― large flakes! ― from 7 to 9 ― when it cleared, & was cold & fine all day. ― Bad headache.
Wrote till 11 ― when Mrs. Robinson came. Lady Louis is dying. Afterwards ― T. Woolner, & AT.
At 1 cab to Dalziells ― more talk about the book of Nonsense ― & ordered 1000 to be printed.
Home ― then out to pay bills & to Dents about the new Leake watch. ―
Returned & dressed, & cab to Brompton at 5.30. Called at Trafalgar Sq.re & left a book for P.E.C. Then to Major Foy’s: ― Caroline Jones there ― & that was a blessing ― for Cousin Jessy is not A no. 1. ― She is flirty & foolish ― a “clever fool,” ― & full of the gossip of garrison life. The Major is a chubby magnified Cherub looking [f]oggy man ― but a gentleman, & kindly & hospitable. But their life is not happy. Caroline is an angel. ―
Home ― cab ― by 10.30. ―
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]