Cloudy. Dark at 11. 12. Storm, thunder & rain. Evening, fine.

No medicine, & consequently bowels ceasing to act again.

Penned out till 11. No letters.

No going out.

Went to bed ― XX

What folly & misery!

Walked out at 5 or 6 with G.: paid a bill & bought some boox. ―

Came home at 6.30 ― & went to Lever’s, pleasant evening. But, the Somervilles are going to Spezia, not to the Hotel d’Odessa. ―

Later, Mr. Walton of Carrara came in.

Lord Campbell is dead: so, Sir R. Bethell will be a peer at last.

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