Bright ― & dry ― but horribly cold!

Very charming letter from Fitz Jacson-Widdrington.  Afterwards ― wrote to Morier, Heywood, Langton, Tatton, Henry, & Sir W. James, which 6 ― if they subscribe will wind up my list should F.L.’s friends do the same.

Ἔπειδα, I went out ― & called on C.L. Massingberd, who is always a nice fellow: he went with me to Foords & there was the “Bassæ,” among other matters: newly framed & glazed, & looking famously. There are some cracks, which bother me. Leaving C.L.M. I went to Windsor & Newtons ― &c. &c. ― & home. The cold is dreadful. At 3½ or 4 I walked out to Stanford, where I bought a Globe for Percy Coombe &c.

(This morning I saw poor Col. Hornby in St. James’s St.)

Then, through the crowded Strand & Cheapside, to the Bells. Only Professor & Mrs. B.: ― what can be more truly kindly than they & their ways? ― Olives ― Later, sang Idylls. Cold piercing. [gr.].


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