Wrote to F.L.

No particular news, but everything more & more unsettled. Went to Macbeans, ― & with him to see the Pope’s Bull of Scomunica, posted on the M. Citorio. Called on P.W. ― & on Martin. ―

At 1 Miss Cushman, Miss Stebbins, & the nice Mr. & Mrs. Fields, came: ἔπειτα1 ― Ferry, ― later, Clarke ― who, tho’ a nice cheery good fellow, is very “watering=placy.”

Worked on, but not very constantly ― till 5 & then came Col. Gordon & Mrs. Gordon, & Mrs. Macbean, ― a very “sincere party” ― & one I extremely like.

All seem to like the Clive Dead Sea: & indeed all the others. But, I begin to think, I shall pack up the small pictures, & dispose myself to go. ―――
Giorgio, ― unwell yesterday, is better to day.

At 6 walked a small way with [sic] the dreary Borghese ― & back.
Dined alone ― pigeons & Artichõχ. ―

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

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