Wonderfully fine! clear, gold & green, deep-shadowed & brightly lighted October morning! ― Rose at 6½. Wrote to C.F.J. Edwards, ― Emily Tennyson, ― George Kokali, ― Holman Hunt, & Ann. Walked a little: & what deep strange delight in the morning air & sun, ― & bird singing, & tree rustling freshness!!! ― Breakfast ― afterwards, at 11.30 walked to Ockham, reaching it at 1.40 ― by the red sandy Surrey roads, & heathy wideness. Lonely are those heaths!

From Weybridge to Ockham ― 7 miles at least, ― I saw but 2 individuals ― one lame, & carrying broken umbrellas ― the other gloomy ― sitting on a wayside heap of stones. At Ockham by lunch time ― the cheerful Doctor, & kindly sister in law: ― William L. Mrs. Russell, & one of her boys ―: Miss L. & another daughter I had never seen. A truly charming family. ――

At 3.30 ― walked homewise with W.L. thro the grounds ― badly laid out, of C. Buxton. And so to the Hotel by 6. ――

Dinner: ― pretty tolerably pleasant, yet rather a bore ― particularly from the queer washed-out man who would come & talk to me after all was over.


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