Tuesday, 25 December 1860
Rose ― dark & cold ― at 6. Coffee & breakfast: at no house is there better caring for guests. ― Rail at 7.20 to Lewes. Bitter cold ― sunless. ― Most dreary “buco”1 is Lewes! & that black damp cold garden! ――― At 2 ― to 4 ― Bern & I walked ― & that is livelier than the awful dungeon cold of their house. Dinner excellent, & they kindly ― but nothing can outweight the deadly dire cold!
In the evening I could not sing in the cold ― which I think they did not like or attribute to the true cause ― for, from habit, they cannot perceive the horrid cold of their house, nor its effects on others. ―
Packed ― & bed by 11.
O! O! cold!
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]
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