Wednesday, 11 July 1860
Dull ― even gray: but not fine: ― dark at times, but also a small idea of sun later.
Worked pretty hard at the 2nd Stansfeld Campagna picture.
Nice letter from Lord Clermont.
W.F.B. breakfasted with me: he is (naturally,) full of the day’s affairs, & I often wish I had a livelier nature at early hours.
Nobody came all day ― absurd to relate.
Slept, ασματοsely ― at 3.
At 4 rushed out: Omnibus to Wardour St. ― Foords.
Walk to Charing Cross, & to Robersons: ― & then all the way through the city ― (for it was earlier than I thought,) to Mr. Bell’s ―: out. ― To the Blackwell station ― & at Blackwell by 6¾ . ―
Wonderful good dinner. Brass band. View of ships.
(Recollections of H. Lushington, & my last dinner here.)
Talk with Clark. ― Simultaneous rush to Omnibus. ―― & all got outside ― with much fun.
I, at Bond St. left. ―
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[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]