Same glorious brilliant weather. Giorgio returned at 7 A.M. Poor Spiro lies in the same state. Penned out drawings: incapable of thought=work. No letters by Trieste boat. Hutton & Sanson called. G. who was out from 10 to 3 ― says Spiro is much the same: it is Pleurisy ― but they hope, by bleeding […]
Same lovely weather ― but cold in the shade. At 9 ― went out ― principal shops shut by order of the L.H.C. owing to Prince Albert’s death. Took 4 rooms at the Hotel S. Giorgio for Miss Goldsmid &c., from the 20th at 10/ a day if they stayed a month, 12/ a day […]
Particularly lovely day. Wrote to C. Fortescue & ˇ[T.] Cooper, & H.J. Grenfell, & Mrs. Scrivens. Went to Church at 11. At 1 ― saw rooms at the Hotel S. George. At 2, to Sir C. Sargents ― (where was Count G. Henckel,) & then walked with Sir C.S. to Εὐροποῦλι ― wonderfully lovely view […]
Fine all day ― bright & not over cold. Boles all wrong ― & headache. Painted at Butrinto & Dead Sea ― but ill enough. Post 2 papers ― weekly express {16th to 18th | 18th to 20th} & a letter from T. Cooper ―with Insurance receipt &c. one also from C.F. ― Mr. Harcourt […]
Turin half day. Warmer ― & quite fine! ˆ[nearly] all snow gone off Salvador ― & the sun nearly all day. 9.15 ― to 1. Worked at Turin[.] ― Afterwards ― 2 skies of Philæ & Olympus. Then Col. Maude came in. Afterwards Bolland & his sister ― all which unsettled me: nevertheless I did […]
Turin Just as cold, & wetter. Very unpleasant. But I cannot say I suffer as much in these rooms as I did one year at Condi Terrace. From 9 to 5 ― worked at Turin: tolerably well. Went upstairs & called at Maudes & Cravens ―― both out. At 6 dinner ― ὤς Χθὲς.1 & […]
Half day of Turin ― What an odd Xmas day! To begin with, a hard North Easter, & Salvador ― (when seen for Mists,) covered with snow 2 thirds down! Sent G. out to his home, & wrote to R. Fowler, & worked at Turin ― very decently. At 3 ― Hutton, a nice fellow, […]
half day ― Florence ― & Turin. Sent letters to Ellis Ashton Mrs. Bell. S.W. Clowes. J.B. Edwards. T. Cooper ― {Dickenson | Tarrant} Mrs. Robinson ― Mrs. Bergmann. A miserably sleepless night. Morning gray. ― After breakfast ― I work a little at the Florence olives. But I am mortissimo (Absolutely dead.)) in body […]
Florence ― half day ―――― (6th day) ―― A gray day ― & rain at 4, but only drizzle. After accounts &c. ― G. brought the Observer of the 15th ― Prince Albert died on Saturday ―as I had heard. Letters from J.B. Edwards ― who is in the expectation of being ordered off to […]
The 5th Sunday here ― & would I were away: yet I bethink me, Sundays ― when I am settled anywhere, ― are always “sad & strange.” However, the day is once more lovely to a fabulous degree. ― After breakfast wrote to Mr. Ashton of Hayton ―― & read & wrote ― determining not […]
