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30 January 1899 — Rome | |
Monday. 30th [January 1899]. Wrote letters till 11.30 & then went to the dressmaker to have a boddice fitted. There were so many ladies waiting that I agreed to go & walk & return later– Tho’ I did this I had to wait a long time & was not back at the hotel much before lunch at 1. Afterwards I went to pay a visit to Countess Pasolini having ascertained by telephone she wd be at home. Saw also her husband who was very comic & kept coming back into the room to ask a “consiel” of his wife– She told me much about the library she has started at Ravenna & one she is promoting at Padua—she is a very intelligent active woman & is doing much good in the line of education. I came home to fetch some money & went out to buy a parasol—on my return a telegram was given to me– It was from Rd Du Cane to say my uncle Lord Lindsay died yesterday. Tho’ the old man had always been strange & somewhat cracky I could not help feeling it—so many memories came up—& I feel for poor Aunt Felicia who must leave the home of so many years—& has unkind children– Uffington was a kind of home to us w[hen we were young. From there all the girls of our family came out at the Stamford balls in the winter & there I was betrothed to Henry– It closes an epoch in my life. At 5.30 Css Canevaro called for me & took me to a party at Marchesa Rudini’s. We got there just in time to hear the actor Novelli repeat a monologue. It was neither very amusing nor in very good taste– The room was small, hot & crowded & I could not see the actor tho’ one could hear well. Ersilia Canevaro presented to me the Turkish Ambassador Reschid Bey who was quite moved & had the tears in his eyes when he saw me– He had not known me at Consple but he said kind things about Henry & how he is still remembered & beloved there. He wears the Turkish fez on which I complimented him– I do not respect the secretaries who have discarded it & speak slightingly of their sovereign– I dined at 8 & sat at Mme de Bülow’s table. Played patience in evening & bed at 10.30. | |
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