Monday, 16 December 1861
Same weather. Strong West wind at noon: clouds. []1 ― & rain at 7 or 8.
Went early & left name at Palace & card on Baron D’Everton, ˇ[& took a “turn” with Boyd.]
Worked ― (but less today ― for Monday’s have accounts &c.) at the Porto 3 Scoglie ― & Butrinto. ― Major Peel came, with Col. Campbell ― & one Lambton ― who is nephew of Lady James. ― At 3, went up to the old old wall & the scrubby Aloe above Ascension & drew an [Onthine]. Prowled about the Olives & returned home by 6.15. ― The L.H.C. stopped his Brougham to tell me that C.F. had sent me 2 letters. ―― At home, ― found letters ― those 2 from C.F. very nice: ― one also from F.L. ― from Dickenson, ― & from Dalziell: Book of Nonsense is published & 500 sold already.
Lady (Countess) Canning is dead. ― How one remembers her now! the first time at Rome, then in London: then [Osborne] at the Queen’s: ― then again in Roma: ― & afterwards in London ―― & always the same as good as beautiful she seemed to me. ― What an end to Canning’s Indian life! ――――
The Maudes ― [tearing] furniture about all day, are happily out tonight. In walking, I met Count Henckel: ―― “I did not dare come to you! you would turn me out!” ―― He is an amiable fellow.
Wrote to F.L. & to bed late.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]
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