Sent letter to Musters.

No sleep ― frightful tempest of wind: I had to rise & wake Giorgio, to shut all the shutters.

Rose late: cold & cough bad, very unwell all day.


Letter from Lady Bethell.

Worked pretty hard at times,: (at others slept,) at the Cerbara.

Dined alone ― not going out at all.

Worked at Church’s Dead Sea afterwards.

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