Scirocco: gray dull, warm.

At leghorn by 8.30. To the Aquila Nera. ―

No George. ― Breakfast: a Mr. Moore ― who was with Frith the Photographer at Jerusalem. Curious the meeting so many Liverpool men!! But this youth spat so ― I could not have joined him, & his obtuseness to the Cameriere’s rushing to broom over the floor at each spitting, was funny.

Called on Macbeans ― saw John M. No George.

Resolved to go to Pisa at once: & did so. ― Bother of double dogana, & out of humour. Rail at 2 to Pisa by 2.40. ― Dead place & bothery. “Hotel Hússan.” I took a man, & a carriage to the Cascina, but saw very little. Afterwards to the Duomo, Campo Santo, & Baptistry ― all miracles of Architecture. ― Dined at 7: very well, also a piano. What to do tomorrow?

The Clergy here oppose the new Regime in all ways. ― Respectable old Waiter in a wig. Tired.

Sybella Clive’s wedding day.

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