Letter from little Hallam Tennyson.
Rose at 5¾ & wrote by 6½. ― After breakfast wrote up all the Greek notes, as far as I had done them, in my new Οιδιπους κολονοι.
At 12 called on Mary Chester, who wrote yesterday.
A strange dream is life indeed. It seems but a few days ago ― when they were all at Casa Dies1 ― & now she is grown up ― & they gone. ― Returned at 1 & worked hard till 6. Then walked to Hastings & back.
[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]