Thursday, 4 April 1861

Fine. Gray early ― fine afterwards. Slept pretty well. Rose at 8―9. Letter from Mrs. Empson. Breakfast at 10. Kathleen ― a very charming odd child, makes me burst with laughter. ― Drew nonsenses till 12 or 1 & walked a little with Archer “all about the place.” And certainly the woods ― hanging over […]

Wednesday, 3 April 1861

Fine early ― wet more or less from 2. After breakfast ― (wh. is a sad scramble here ―) I called on Mrs. & Maria Williams: then back. Lunch: & at 2 off to Rail. All these most kindly people came to the door ― & I believe the boys are good lads after all, […]

Tuesday, 2 April 1861

I am writing this at 10 ― Jemmy ― (who is supposed to be unwell,) screaming in the next room ― Helen practising below ― (scales,) & Mary on the other side. One day of this house is enough ― basta1 I live thro’ it! ― Breakfast at 8 ― but hurried ― & piggish: […]

Monday, 1 April 1861

Dull, gray ― & showery at times, but not cold. Letter from Mrs. Clive. Sybille is engaged to be married to Mildmay, the ˇ[other] member for Herefordsh.  I am really pleased. ― This, & feeling myself better from the medicine, made me more lively, ― but the effect of the medicine is gone, ― & […]

Sunday, 31 March 1861

Cold, & dark, & rainy. Slept ill. ― Took a draught ― & am somewhat relieved, tho’ feeling ill. Letter from Ellen, who is unwell, & enclosing one from poor Mary to dear Ann. O dear me. I do not expect or wish the rest of life to be brighter, but I see it will […]

Saturday, 30 March 1861

X Cold, showery. Slept ill. ― A frightful weariness seems to weigh me down ― [apart from] ― this inside stoppage, wh. continues ― but with less pain ― & to day I do not so much think of a rupture, as a strain, bringing in partial stoppage. Wrote & dawdled. O bitter weariness & […]

Friday, 29 March 1861

Cold. Slept pretty well. ― Fine ― showery. ― Wrote some letters. After Lunch, F. & R.F. & H.T.F. walked with me up Peeklington? Hill. Very remarkably beautiful view of Cheltenham & Gloucester. Piuttosto1 bored by F. the boys are well enough. But all mean well. ―― Myelf, very unwell, inside all wrong. Dined at […]

Thursday, 28 March 1861

Fine all though. I left the good Phipps Hornbys at 10 ― a car to Petersfield. Rail to Guildford by 12. Wait till 1.30 ― rail to Reading at 2.30. Wait there till 3. Cheltenham by 6.40. The Francillons are very kind: but I was worn out & sad. Whether my “dentro” is injured or […]

Wednesday, 27 March 1861

The morning was fine ― but it soon began to rain, & rained all day. ― So that, after a little walk in the rookery avenues, we did not go out. But I sate talking with the Adml. ― Maria & Lucy. Jamie is to come ˇ[to day].1 Τὰ σκυλιὰ ειναῖ ὀλίγον ενόκλητα, ὲδὦ.2 ― […]

Tuesday, 26 March 1861

Dull gray damp no sun. Wrote till 12, & walked with the dear old Adml. ― After lunch, walked alone towards Idsworth & over the down, “with weary steps.” played with lambs: came over the down. A cold dark sadness. ― Now then I really know that Ann is gone: ― but this grows stranger […]