19 August
Joy, joy, joy! Although not all joy. At last, news of Jonathan. The dear fellow has been ill, that is …
Joy, joy, joy! Although not all joy. At last, news of Jonathan. The dear fellow has been ill, that is …
I am happy today, and write sitting on the seat in the churchyard. Lucy is ever so much better. Last …
No diary for two whole days. I have not had the heart to write. Some sort of shadowy pall seems …
Rose later than usual. Lucy was languid and tired, and slept on after we had been called. We had a …