{"id":14249,"date":"2011-03-27T09:00:19","date_gmt":"2011-03-27T07:00:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/?p=14249"},"modified":"2011-03-26T00:21:53","modified_gmt":"2011-03-25T22:21:53","slug":"wednesday-27-march-1861","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/2011\/03\/27\/wednesday-27-march-1861\/","title":{"rendered":"Wednesday, 27 March 1861"},"content":{"rendered":"

The morning was fine \u2015 but it soon began to rain, & rained all day. \u2015 So that, after a little walk in the rookery avenues, we did not go out. But I sate talking with the Adml.<\/a> \u2015 Maria<\/a> & Lucy<\/a>. Jamie<\/a> is to come \u02c7[to day].1<\/a><\/sup> \u03a4\u1f70 \u03c3\u03ba\u03c5\u03bb\u03b9\u1f70 \u03b5\u03b9\u03bd\u03b1\u1fd6 \u1f40\u03bb\u03af\u03b3\u03bf\u03bd \u03b5\u03bd\u03cc\u03ba\u03bb\u03b7\u03c4\u03b1, \u1f72\u03b4\u1f66.2<\/a><\/sup> \u2015<\/p>\n

\u0394\u03b9\u03ac \u1f10\u03bc\u1f72 \u2015 \u1f12\u03c7\u03b1\u03c3\u03b1 \u03c0\u03ac\u03c3\u03b7\u03c2 \u03c3\u03c9\u03c4\u03b7\u03c1\u03af\u03b1\u03c2 \u03bb\u03b9\u03bc\u03ad\u03bd\u03b1.3<\/a><\/sup> \u2015<\/p>\n

Dinner \u2015 & singing afterwards.<\/p>\n

Sadness & misery.<\/p>\n

At 10.30 P.M. Jamie came \u2015 & we sate till 12 talking.<\/p>\n

XX<\/p>\n

There was a letter also from \u0393\u03b5\u1f7d\u03c1\u03b9\u03b3\u03bf\u03c2 \u039a\u03bf\u03ba\u1f71\u03bb\u03b9<\/a> \u2015: he had but heard then of Ann<\/a>\u2019s death.<\/p>\n

[Transcribed by Marco Graziosi from Houghton Library, Harvard University, MS Eng. 797.3.]<\/span><\/p>\n

  1. A longer sentence I cannot read has been covered. [↩<\/a>]<\/li>
  2. Nina is not sure about this, which seems to mean: \u201cDogs somewhat sit on their hind legs here.\u201d [↩<\/a>]<\/li>
  3. As for me \u2015 I lost the harbour of all salvation (NB). [↩<\/a>]<\/li><\/ol>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

    The morning was fine \u2015 but it soon began to rain, & rained all day. \u2015 So that, after a little walk in the rookery avenues, we did not go out. But I sate talking with the Adml. \u2015 Maria & Lucy. Jamie is to come \u02c7[to day].1 \u03a4\u1f70 \u03c3\u03ba\u03c5\u03bb\u03b9\u1f70 \u03b5\u03b9\u03bd\u03b1\u1fd6 \u1f40\u03bb\u03af\u03b3\u03bf\u03bd \u03b5\u03bd\u03cc\u03ba\u03bb\u03b7\u03c4\u03b1, \u1f72\u03b4\u1f66.2 \u2015 […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[23,3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14249"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14249"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14249\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14292,"href":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14249\/revisions\/14292"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14249"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14249"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.nonsenselit.org\/diaries\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14249"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}