No sleep from 2 to 5 ― then to 8 but no Greek. Dark gray stormy weather. Eyes & stomach bad. No letters early. Worked a good deal at the large Petra ― it is not worse, & that is something. Dread of its becoming so, often makes me flag flag [in] working. At 3 ― while looking at the really fine sea & knock-down heap of dirt, came the Rev. St. Quentin, uncle of “Arabella” Gage, very agreable [sic] man. ― (Diamantina Bowen has gone onto the Alex.dra on her way to Morton Bay.)

After that came 3 letters, Gush, Husey Hunt; ― & W.G. Clark: a very nice letter ― about the Bassae. Then came V. Crake ― who is always “niente, però buono.”1

At 5½ then, it was time to walk ― so I did, ― & back by 7½.

Dinner. The new lodgers are not satisfactory ―; the gent. is mad: & the aperient servant is a keeper. ―

Read: [gr.]. ―

Letter also from J. Hutchinson.

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[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]

  1. “Nothing, but all right.” [↩]