Thursday, 13 January 1859
Ὁ ἵδιος καιρὸς.1 Ever cold & clear. ― After breakfast went out & bought some paper & took a note to the Russian Embassy. Hamilton the tailor came, & measured G. for a new suit. Drew at 2 drawings off & on all day. No one came but S.W.C. & Beresford. Wrote somewhat to F.L. ― Letters from Shakespeare ― & from Dickenson ― the Bassæ is on its way out. Pizzerani came, & measured curtains ―cut them all too short, & took them all away again. Called on Mr. Hay ― C. Perkins ― & others. & went at 5½ to the Belli Arti ― where was Williams. But, indeed the nastiness & outer disgust of the place, & all such places, is not to be borne with rightly. After a filthy & expensive dinner I came away ― not having paid. The waiter not coming to make his account. ― Came home cross ― & finding still no curtains ― ordered 10 days ago ― one 2 strips of green baize in each ―: it wearies all patience ― but as we are here, it must be borne. P.W. is sadly out about his old servant, ― one more convincing proof, if it were wanted, about Roman ways. ― Wrote this, & afterwards went to S.W.C. at 8½ & staid till 10½. Hardly read & write. ― [Um]: ― as one is to live here, the only way is to make the best of everything.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]
- “The same weather.” [↩]