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			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>From</l>
					<l>October 1st 1861</l>
					<l>To</l>
					<l>December 31st 1861</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
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			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>A FEMALE PATRIOT</l>
					<l>There is at Naples an immense, strong woman, about</l>
					<l>forty years of age, called Donna Marianna, but commonly</l>
					<l>designated—I am unable to tell why—a La S. Giovannara.</l>
					<l>She keeps a little wine-shop, habitually frequented by</l>
					<l>many of the humbler classes, where they drop in and have</l>
					<l>their glass of wine just as a Londoner would take his pint</l>
					<l>of half-and-half. This woman is the great popular tri¬</l>
					<l>bune of Naples. She it is, who, even under the former</l>
					<l>Government, exerted herself in every way for the purpose</l>
					<l>of enlisting the lower classes and the lazzaroni on the</l>
					<l>Liberal side; in a word, she has acted as the bond of</l>
					<l>connexion between the Liberals and the lazzaroni, be-</l>
					<l>tween the rich and the poor. On those days when the</l>
					<l>city was greatly agitated, the ignorant masses implicitly</l>
					<l>followed her guidance. On Garibaldi&apos;s arrival she at once</l>
					<l>presented herself to him, and was most cordially received</l>
					<l>because Garibaldi especially likes and trusts the rough</l>
					<l>children of the people, such as S. Giovannara and the</l>
					<l>like. She often goes to the camp, and some six evenings</l>
					<l>ago, when at Caserta, there happened to be there</l>
					<l>about thirty persons, amongst them individuals of high</l>
					<l>rank, who were waiting to have interviews with</l>
					<l>Garibaldi. He was not in the best possible humour on</l>
					<l>the occasion. He had been pestered with the ministerial</l>
					<l>sqabbles, and did not wish to see any one ; but on being</l>
					<l>informed that S. Giovannara was in the ante-chamber he</l>
					<l>said she alone might come in. The srong, stalwart</l>
					<l>woman entered. Garibaldi first asked her how she was,</l>
					<l>and then, in the presence of General Turr, Bixio, and</l>
					<l>many other officers, he said &quot;Now give me a</l>
					<l>kiss.&quot; She gave him one, and then said she would iike</l>
					<l>to have another, and having obtained that the interview</l>
					<l>terminated. She does not dress with the least elegance,</l>
					<l>but merely after the the usual fashion of her class. A dark</l>
					<l>cotton gown, large dark shawl with red flowers, and</l>
					<l>nothing on her head. By her side she carries two re-</l>
					<l>volvers and a dagger. She walks very gently and speaks</l>
					<l>very litle. She has a severe, but self-satistied expression.</l>
					<l>She has, in short, the air of a person of importance. When</l>
					<l>she shakes hands with you at parting she seems to look</l>
					<l>you through and through, and nods, so much as to say</l>
					<l>we understand one another. In consequence, therefore,</l>
					<l>of her character and position, whilst all the other women</l>
					<l>in Naples have been debarred the right of voting, an</l>
					<l>earepion hus ben made in favour et Doma Mariama</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='3'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Turin, Oct. 1<hi rend='superscript:true;'>st</hi> 1861</l>
					<l>It seems almost certain that the emperor</l>
					<l>of the French is intriguing to displace Ricasoli <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>and</hi></l>
					<l>to</l>
					<l>make</l>
					<l><hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>for</hi> room for Ratazzi whom he hopes to find more manageable.</l>
					<l>The sturdy Tuscan, whose obstinancy in resisting and finally</l>
					<l>defeating the Villa Franca stipulations is well remembered, is</l>
					<l>a troublesome person to his majesty in these difficult</l>
					<l>times. Even if the imperial purpose is one with that</l>
					<l>of the baron - and it is quite probable that it is - the</l>
					<l>emperor fancies that it can better be accomplished</l>
					<l>by some one who can wear a mask more easily that [than] the</l>
					<l>straight-forward, truthloving Ricasoli. There are many</l>
					<l>who think the best way to settle the Roman question would</l>
					<l>be to let Garibaldi sound his trumpet once more - on</l>
					<l>the other hand, though no one doubts the immediate</l>
					<l>success of such a measure, most believe that a strong</l>
					<l>coalition of the Catholic Powers would be formed at</l>
					<l>once to make war upon the new kingdom, and</l>
					<l>with Prussia, Protestant Prussia, to sympathise with them,</l>
					<l>they might crush the rising nation. Perhaps patience</l>
					<l>is the best policy, but it is certainly the hardest to</l>
					<l>follow. It is generally believed that most favorable</l>
					<l>terms of settlement have</l>
					<l>been</l>
					<l>offered to the Pope - but it</l>
					<l>is No, no, still. The Opinione of this morning, however,</l>
					<l>vehemently denies that any such proposals have been</l>
					<l>made.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='4'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Oct 2<hi rend='superscript:true;'>nd</hi> Wednesday.</l>
					<l>Mr Wheeler, the newly-appointed consul at Genoa,</l>
					<l>dined with us to-day - a plain, sensible, thoughtful and</l>
					<l>scholarly man. It seems a pity for the moment that he</l>
					<l>cannot</l>
					<l>exchange a little of his Latin &amp; Greek for a modicum of French</l>
					<l>and Italian, but he will soon make up this deficiency. He</l>
					<l>speaks of the spirit of the masses in the North &amp; Northwest</l>
					<l>as excellent, but very despondingly of the action of the Gov.</l>
					<l>at Washington. We are ourselves amazed to find the President</l>
					<l>directing a modification of Fremont&apos;s P[r]oclamation as to the</l>
					<l>slaves of rebels, while other officers are allowed to send</l>
					<l>back the poor wretches who have escaped, without even the</l>
					<l>formalities required by the Fugitive Slave Law. There is</l>
					<l>some mystery under all this quite inexplicable at this</l>
					<l>distance.</l>
					<l>Thursday Oct 3<hi rend='superscript:true;'>d</hi>.</l>
					<l>The Countess Confaloniere came in to</l>
					<l>take leave before going to Pisa for the winter. She complains</l>
					<l>of Turin as unsocial. The weather, which has been almost</l>
					<l>constantly pleasant though a little autumnal, seems now</l>
					<l>to have gone back to June.</l>
					<l>Sunday Oct. 20<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi>.</l>
					<l>We returned to Turin this morning from</l>
					<l>our visit to the Exposition in Florence having been absent a</l>
					<l>little more than two weeks. The beautiful Tuscan capital</l>
					<l>never looked to us half so beautiful before. It has greatly</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
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			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>3</l>
					<l>Mr Powers&apos; Directions for making Plaster Casts washable.</l>
					<l>Dissolve a quantity of</l>
					<l>white</l>
					<l>wax in Spirits of Turpentine - pro</l>
					<l>portions not material as the Turpentine will hold only</l>
					<l>a certain quantity in solution - take a portion of this</l>
					<l>mixture and dilute it with more Spirits of Turpentine.</l>
					<l>Then with a soft brush wash the plaster carefully over [illegible]</l>
					<l>this thinned solution. It will be rapidly absorbed by </l>
					<l>plaster, but if any appearance of the wax remains <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>of</hi></l>
					<l>on the surface, hold a hot iron near such place and</l>
					<l>it will disappear at once. When quite dry, repeat the</l>
					<l>process, but with a somewhat thicker solution than the</l>
					<l>one first used. Dry in the wax, if any should remain on</l>
					<l>the surface, as before. For the third wash use the</l>
					<l>wax and turpentine as at first prepared, without any</l>
					<l>dilution. This will leave the surface of the plaster</l>
					<l>in such a condition that it may be washed with</l>
					<l>soft water and fine soap whenever it is desirable to</l>
					<l>clean it.</l>
					<l>Steps leading to the Gallery in Parma - very easy - 6 inches step, 16 tread</l>
					<l>Old Egyptian stair-case, also very easy - 5 or 5 1/2 step - 12 tread</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
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			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>improved since we saw it last in &apos;52, and the whole pop-</l>
					<l>-ulation seems exuberent with joy at its recovered liber</l>
					<l>-ties, and with enthusiasm for its chosen king. We were</l>
					<l>of course, not in time to witness his reception, which</l>
					<l>our friends tell us was jubilant beyond everything</l>
					<l>ever before seen in Florence. As might be expected</l>
					<l>from his character, il re galantuomo kept as much</l>
					<l>as possible out of the way of his demonstrative subjects</l>
					<l>The evening of our arrival his Majesty, who was to</l>
					<l>set out late that night for Bologna, having a fancy</l>
					<l>for a quiet evening at the theatre, put on a round-</l>
					<l>about and a slouched hat, took a fiacre, drove to the</l>
					<l>theatre, bought his ticket, and seated himself in a re-</l>
					<l>-tired corner of one of the indifferent boxes. He had</l>
					<l>been discovered however, and on a sudden every</l>
					<l>light in the theatre flashed forth and &apos;viva il nos-</l>
					<l>-tro re&apos;! rang out in one continuous roar, till the</l>
					<l>discomfitted sovereign was obliged to present him-</l>
					<l>-self to his worshipping subjects even in that most</l>
					<l>unkingly garb. Another anecdote is told of him</l>
					<l>while in Florence on good authority. He was about</l>
					<l>to enter the Exposition one morning with a cigar in</l>
					<l>his mouth, when one of the guardiani stepped for-</l>
					<l>-ward and with a most respectful bow said: &apos;Maestà,</l>
					<l>qui e vieatato il fumare.&apos; &apos;I respect the regulation,&apos;</l>
					<l>said the king, as he threw down his cigar with a pleas-</l>
					<l>-ant smile. At Arezzo a poor woman rushed up to him,</l>
					<l>kissed his hand with that enthusiastic devotion which</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='7'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>only an Italian can express, then, after a moments pause,</l>
					<l>as if thinking what more she could do, she pulled out one of</l>
					<l>her earrings</l>
					<l>off, covering her face with her apron,</l>
					<l>placed it in his hand, and</l>
					<l>bursting into tears ran</l>
					<l>ran [sic] off crying</l>
					<l>with delight. On another occasion a watch was</l>
					<l>given him much in the same way; the donor</l>
					<l>neither asking nor wishing to be known, but only</l>
					<l>seeking an outlet for her gratitude. Heaven grant</l>
					<l>no causes of alienation may arise between such</l>
					<l>a king and such a people. We found our friend</l>
					<l>Miss Blackwell as fascinated by this bewitching</l>
					<l>race as ourselves. Their uniform curtesy and good- </l>
					<l>nature cannot fail to strike every impartial</l>
					<l>stranger - not to speak of their wonderful natural</l>
					<l>endowments. Mr Marsh paid a visit to the well-</l>
					<l>-known Gino Capponi - now old and entirely blind, but</l>
					<l>still a great man, and a tried patriot. His ancestors</l>
					<l>have been famous for many centuries, and the</l>
					<l>very name he bears has been brilliantly illustra-</l>
					<l>-ted ages ago. It is a singular fact that the great</l>
					<l>Italian families - I mean great in genius, as</l>
					<l>well as rank - do not seem to become exhausted as</l>
					<l>do the English, but preserve their reputation</l>
					<l>for learning and ability age after age. The old</l>
					<l>man is extremely proud of what has been done</l>
					<l>in Italy during the last two years. He says he</l>
					<l>could not have believed that so strong a feeling</l>
					<l>of nationality, such an intense desire for a united</l>
					<l>Italy, existed among the common people, as has now</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
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				<lg>
					<l>been developed. Still he is naturally less sanguine than a younger</l>
					<l>man might be, and though he <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>fel</hi> feels confident that Italy will</l>
					<l>ultimately be happily united under one government, he is prepared</l>
					<l>for many a convulsion before that day. He is disposed to prefer that</l>
					<l>the seat of government should for the present continue to be</l>
					<l>Turin. He says the people are calmer, more reasonable, and more</l>
					<l>enlightened on political questions than any other population in</l>
					<l>Italy, and that the action of the ruler would be more unimpeded</l>
					<l>there than elsewhere. As to Rome, he evidently has some [illegible]</l>
					<l>educational <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>predjud</hi> prejudices against depriving the Pope of his</l>
					<l>temporal power, and in fact admitted as much. Naples, he</l>
					<l>says, will be managed in time, but always with difficulty until</l>
					<l>wiser government shall have changed the character of the inhabitants - </l>
					<l>- so of Sicily. Of American affairs the old man asked many questions</l>
					<l>but expressed no opinion. Mr Marsh left him with the impression</l>
					<l>that he was equal to his reputation. Among other pleasant meetings</l>
					<l>in Florence was the one with our old friend Mr Gottheil of Palermo.</l>
					<l>He came to the Peninsula partly on account of the Exposition, partly</l>
					<l>to find us either in Florence or in Turin. The evening after his</l>
					<l>first visit he surprised me by a present of some very beautiful</l>
					<l>objects of Sorrento manufacture. He gave us some very interesting</l>
					<l>details of the Sicilian revolution of &apos;59. During the ferocious</l>
					<l>bombardment of Palermo 3 shells burst in his own house each</l>
					<l>shell setting it on fire, but fortunately they were able to extinguish</l>
					<l>it - and no one, out of the eighty who had taken refuge in it</l>
					<l>as less exposed than their own dwellings, was injured. One of these</l>
					<l>shells fell upon a chair which he himself had left a moment</l>
					<l>before to extinguish the fire in another part of the building.</l>
					<l>He says Garibaldi slept for four hours during the bombardment</l>
					<l>on a rude mattress in an open square where shells were bursting</l>
					<l>all around him as quietly as he could have done under his own</l>
					<l>roof in time of the profoundest peace. Mr Gottheil brought a</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='9'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>a Sicilian friend of his to pay us a visit: the baron Seminerio, and [an] old man</l>
					<l>from whom we learned some curious facts relative to the former</l>
					<l>government of the island. He states that 40 years ago he was taxed</l>
					<l>for the building of a certain road, that he had paid this tax</l>
					<l>annually ever since, and that the road was not even begun</l>
					<l>when the Bourbon power was overthrown. For another road he had</l>
					<l>also paid a tax for forty years, the same tax without any reduction</l>
					<l>being continued for thirty years after the final completion of the</l>
					<l>road. Of the new regime he only complains of the distance of the</l>
					<l>island from the seat of government, and the time consequently required</l>
					<l>to transact <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>and</hi> the necessary official business. He argues strongly in</l>
					<l>favor of giving the local authorities more power, but at the same time</l>
					<l>admits the importance of centralization in order to give some</l>
					<l>firmness to the new kingdom. He is openly against the temporal</l>
					<l>power of the Pope whose recent murder of Locatelli seems an</l>
					<l>answer to Mrs Browning&apos;s prayer - &quot;more madness, Lord, give them more</l>
					<l>madness!&quot; The outcry against this barbarous crime has been so violent</l>
					<l>that the Pope and his precious advisors have attempted to justify</l>
					<l>it by publishing a garbled ccount of the testimony against their</l>
					<l>victim</l>
					<l>in</l>
					<l>which of course they have told all that looked like evidence</l>
					<l>against him, and been silent as to what was or might have</l>
					<l>been said for him. But even their own statement of the case</l>
					<l>put them so evidently in the wrong, that the friends of the papal</l>
					<l>power advised that the publication should be immediately suppressed</l>
					<l>on the ground that it rather showed the man to be innocent than</l>
					<l>guilty. All the copies were accordingly secured as fast as</l>
					<l>possible, but fortunately one of them had fallen into the hands</l>
					<l>of the Roman exiles in Florence, and so the document will</l>
					<l>stand a fair chance of going down to posterity.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='10'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>The night before we left Florence the Chorus of the Pergo-</l>
					<l>-la gave us an early serenade. They sang several pieces</l>
					<l>with much spirit, among others the Hymn to the White</l>
					<l>Cross of Savoy, a favorite piece at this time. A mag-</l>
					<l>nificent bouquet was presented by them the next</l>
					<l>time we went into the street, partly probably as a</l>
					<l>compliment for the buono mano they had received</l>
					<l>for their music and partly in the hope of a second</l>
					<l>munificenza. We left Florence with much regret,</l>
					<l>to return to Turin by way of Bologna. No sooner</l>
					<l>had we begun to ascend the Apennines, than a most</l>
					<l>sensible change took place in the temperature, and</l>
					<l>before we reached Covigliaio, it was so cold that the</l>
					<l>thickest shawls scarcely kept us comfortable. In fact</l>
					<l>the whole pass of the La Futa presents a dreary aspect</l>
					<l>to the traveller. The soil is barren, the inhabitants</l>
					<l>seem poor and the winter climate must be very</l>
					<l>severe. Among the many children who followed</l>
					<l>our carriage for charity was a bright-looking</l>
					<l>little boy of about seven with whom Mr Marsh</l>
					<l>talked sometime. He asked him, among other things</l>
					<l>if he was learning to read, &quot;Si, Signore, il curato m&apos;</l>
					<l>insegna tutte i giorni&quot;. Here a young girl inter-</l>
					<l>-rupted the little speaker with &quot;anche noi c&apos;in-</l>
					<l>-segna il curato.&quot; There upon a lively conversation</l>
					<l>with the little girl followed. She told us that</l>
					<l>her name was Pauolina, that her little bro-</l>
					<l>-ther was called Tonino, that she had six brothers</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='11'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>and sisters besides, that her mother was an in-</l>
					<l>-valid in the hospital in Florence. While telling</l>
					<l>her story she climbed the carriage step - we</l>
					<l>were at this time drawn by oxen - and</l>
					<l>showed us the straw she was platting.</l>
					<l>Her answers as to the quantity she could</l>
					<l>plat in a day and the pay she received</l>
					<l>were most intelligent and consistent. It</l>
					<l>appeared that she could earn <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>about</hi></l>
					<l>something less than</l>
					<l>five sous</l>
					<l>in a day, but out of this she must pay for</l>
					<l>her material</l>
					<l>90 basccia in ten days at 40 baiacchi.</l>
					<l>She showed me the myste-</l>
					<l>-ries of the plat with great readiness, and</l>
					<l>when we told her that we came from</l>
					<l>America, and that there even poor people</l>
					<l>eat meat every day (she having told us</l>
					<l>before that they never ate it) she answered</l>
					<l>with vivacity, &quot;Ah, but poor people have plenty</l>
					<l>of work in America and are better paid for</l>
					<l>it, too, than we are here.&quot; She expressed much</l>
					<l>curiosity about the Exposition at Florence</l>
					<l>but said with a sweet, patient smile,</l>
					<l>&quot;Of course I cannot go to see it, it would</l>
					<l>take so much money.&quot; This girl might have</l>
					<l>been eleven or twelve years old. She spoke</l>
					<l>the most correct Tuscan without the dis-</l>
					<l>-agreeable Florentine gutteral. There was a</l>
					<l>charming confidence in her manners</l>
					<l>which were at the same time very modest.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='12'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>We <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>all</hi> said</l>
					<l>to each other</l>
					<l>as she wished us &quot;buon viaggio&quot; with</l>
					<l>a radient [sic] face, &quot;what a splendid woman</l>
					<l>might be made, under favorable circum-</l>
					<l>stances, of this poor little child of the Apen</l>
					<l>-nines&apos;. I bought away her plat of straw.</l>
					<l>Now and then a gendarme or two passed us through the</l>
					<l>whole of the pass, as the late robbery on the other route</l>
					<l>by which we went from Bologna to Florence has caused some</l>
					<l>excitement. We spent a day in Bologna, another in Parma, but</l>
					<l>I pass over our enjoyment of the pictures - as also of those in</l>
					<l>Florence - as being too much a matter of course to write of. Still</l>
					<l>I must say, let no one judge of Corregio who has not seen his</l>
					<l>glorious works in Parma. [Image] A curious story was told me in Flor-</l>
					<l>-ence which has been confirmed since we came back by Rustem</l>
					<l>Bey who adds the name of the London dealer referred to in</l>
					<l>the anecdote. The Marquis Ginori, the creator of the famous</l>
					<l>Majolica manufactory at Florence, being in London</l>
					<l>went in to the shop of a well known dealer in choice old</l>
					<l>china. Observing a certain piece of Majolica, he took it</l>
					<l>up, examined it carefully and asked the price. &quot;Three hun</l>
					<l>-dred guineas&quot; said the dealer. &quot;That seems to me high,&quot; was</l>
					<l>the reply; &quot;Are you quite sure too that this is really old&quot;?</l>
					<l>Perfectly certain&quot; said the dealer, &quot;and I am ready to give</l>
					<l>you its history, the family from which it came, and how</l>
					<l>it fell into my hands.&quot; The provoking connoisseur still</l>
					<l>seemed unsatisfied - &quot;are you quite certain that this is</l>
					<l>not a Florentine imitation - that you did not in fact buy</l>
					<l>it yourself in Florence&quot;? The dealer flew into a passion, but</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='13'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>offered again to produce the most unquestioned testimony as</l>
					<l>to the genuineness of the article. The Marquis then said to <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>him</hi></l>
					<l>him calmly, &quot;I am the Marquis Ginoni, you bought this piece</l>
					<l>of Majolica at my establishment in Florence, two years ago, for</l>
					<l>three guineas!&quot; &quot;Good God!&quot; cried the confounded dealer; &quot;do not be-</l>
					<l>-tray me, or I am undone!&quot; The Marquis bowed, smiled and</l>
					<l>walked away. I do not give the name of the dealer, because</l>
					<l>it came to me less directly than the story itself, and there</l>
					<l>may be a mistake as to that.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='14'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Oct 20<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> Sunday.</l>
					<l>We arrived in Turin at 6 this morning, having been</l>
					<l>detained in Parma by Mr Marsh&apos;s indisposition some hours,</l>
					<l>so that we were obliged to take the night train. Found all</l>
					<l>right here--but autumn, instead of the summer we left in Florence</l>
					<l>Letters and papers from America, but none very consoling. The</l>
					<l>latter are full of attacks <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>of</hi> on Gen. Fremont--but for my own</l>
					<l>part I have no doubt he will be able abundantly to justify</l>
					<l>himself and show that the fault lies not with him. My sister</l>
					<l>writes me from St Louis that preparations are making there to</l>
					<l>sustain a siege which it seems now almost certain the rebels</l>
					<l>are determined upon. Her friends are pressing her to come to N.E.</l>
					<l>but, with</l>
					<l>the</l>
					<l>true spirit of our mother, she insists that she &apos;will</l>
					<l>see the play played out.&apos;</l>
					<l>Oct 21<hi rend='superscript:true;'>st</hi>. Monday,</l>
					<l>The whole day taken up for me with household arrangements</l>
					<l>for the winter, and for Mr Marsh by applications from officers</l>
					<l>for places in the American army. The number of those who</l>
					<l>wish to join our service would make a very fair army of</l>
					<l>itself. It seems now quite certain that the French</l>
					<l>emperor did send for Rattazzi and that he is now in Paris</l>
					<l>in obedience to such a summons. Report says that Bene-</l>
					<l>-detti pressed Ratazzi to accept the post of Minister of</l>
					<l>the Interior, but that the latter objected unless there should</l>
					<l>be some prospect of a fair settlement of the Roman</l>
					<l>question. This answer being communicated to the</l>
					<l>emperor, Rattazzi was sent for and it is hoped this con-</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='15'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>-ference may serve the good cause. It is also considered</l>
					<l>as a matter of much significance that Ricasoli and Rat-</l>
					<l>tazzi - who had not been on good terms for a long time - </l>
					<l>visited the camp at St. Maurizio together just before</l>
					<l>Ratazzi left for France. The king has requested General</l>
					<l>Cialdini to remain in Naples till he himself shall</l>
					<l>visit that city. The general is highly complimented for</l>
					<l>his course there, and the French and English papers speak</l>
					<l>of his correspondence with the government as indica-</l>
					<l>-ting extraordinary ability. At last the officers from</l>
					<l>the regular army who joined Garibaldi in his southern</l>
					<l>expedition have been restored to their places and pay with</l>
					<l>full pardon. Provision, too, is made for the volunteer offi-</l>
					<l>-cers so that they may hope for an honorable place in the</l>
					<l>regular army. This will do much to strengthen the</l>
					<l>affection of the people for the government, and removes</l>
					<l>much just ground of complaint. The Istrians have</l>
					<l>sent fifteen hundred francs as their contribution to</l>
					<l>the Cavour monument. <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>LarMa</hi> Lamarmora is to</l>
					<l>succeed Cialdini at Naples.</l>
					<l>Tues, Oct 22</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh had an interview of some length with Bar.</l>
					<l>Ricasoli this morning. He seems hopeful of Italy and in good</l>
					<l>spirits,</l>
					<l>so</l>
					<l>that, if his ministry is in danger, he evidently does not incline</l>
					<l>to lay it much to heart. He seemed much pleased that we had</l>
					<l>noticed the fact that the galleries of Florence, Bologna, Parma,</l>
					<l>&amp;c, which we formerly found frequented only by English, Americans,</l>
					<l>Germans &amp; Russians, were now daily filled with Italians who at last</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='16'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>[illegible]</l>
					<l>in a situation to enjoy what is their own. Mr Marsh also spent an</l>
					<l>hour with the engineer Valerio, with whom he found his brother, the Gov.</l>
					<l>of Como. They both express much confidence in the future. A pamphlet</l>
					<l>having been sent us by its author, a person who styles herself the Countess</l>
					<l>de la Torre, we made some enquiries about her. She is the daugher of</l>
					<l>Count S. an eminent</l>
					<l>soldier</l>
					<l>and highly respectable Piedmontese noble, and</l>
					<l>is said to be a woman of extraordinary beauty &amp; talent - which last</l>
					<l>gift her pamphlet proves. Accomplished, too, in an unusual degree</l>
					<l>for an Italian woman of this day, she seems to possess remarkable</l>
					<l>powers of fascination, - but unhappily, an utter absence of all principle</l>
					<l>has brought her, at the age of twenty seven, to be the grief and shame</l>
					<l>of her family, and made her name unmentionable even in the society</l>
					<l>of a capital not over-scrupulous. Her last alias was &apos;Countess</l>
					<l>Martini&apos;, under which name she successfully imposed for a time on</l>
					<l>the English clergyman, Mr Tottenham, by representing herself as a most</l>
					<l>conscienscious Protestant. Mr Tottenham&apos;s next news of her was that</l>
					<l>she was nursing his son, who had been severely wounded in the</l>
					<l>Garibaldian campaign in Sicily, and, as the young gentleman informed</l>
					<l>his parents, was trying to beguile <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>the</hi> his weary hours of convalescence</l>
					<l>by entertaining him with the history of <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>her</hi> the brilliant <hi rend='underlined:true;'>sell</hi> she</l>
					<l>had practiced on them. The Tottenhams forgave very readily</l>
					<l>their own wrongs in consideration of the very real kindness bestowed</l>
					<l>on their boy, who might have died but for her skill &amp; care, and</l>
					<l>when she returned again to Turin made every effort in their</l>
					<l>power to induce her to change her life</l>
					<l>and return</l>
					<l>to her father who was</l>
					<l>ready to receive</l>
					<l>her</l>
					<l>on this condition. She refused.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='17'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Wednesday Oct 23<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> [sic]</l>
					<l>We had a visit from Mons. Lesseps this morning,</l>
					<l>and I must confess to something like a feeling of disappointment.</l>
					<l>The proposed Suez Canal has been a subject of the greatest interest</l>
					<l>to us, and we hoped to learn from one who has been so conspicuous</l>
					<l>in maintaining its feasibility what were its prospects and what</l>
					<l>progress had actually been made. Mr Lesseps, however, talked a</l>
					<l>great, great deal about Egypt, and especially about the strong confirmation</l>
					<l>of Scripture History that was found there, but he said very little</l>
					<l>about the Canal and gave us no opportunity to ask any questions</l>
					<l>about it. I am afraid I am growing suspicious, but I could</l>
					<l>not help fancying there was <hi rend='underlined:true;'>method</hi> in this rapid, rambling talk</l>
					<l>of a man, who evidently does not lack the power of concentration,</l>
					<l>and I begin half to suspect there is more truth in the English</l>
					<l>statements with regard to the present condition of the projected</l>
					<l>Canal than we have hitherto supposed. Mr Lesseps is a man of</l>
					<l>fine person and very agreeable manners. I hope, too, that</l>
					<l>there was more of accident than design in his silence as to the</l>
					<l>Canal, and that it may still be going on prosperously.</l>
					<l>We have some very odd letters containing offers of service</l>
					<l>in our army. To-day, Mr Marsh received a letter from a German</l>
					<l>who proposes to serve as hospital-surgeon on condition that</l>
					<l>his passage to America and that of his wife and five children be</l>
					<l>paid by our government, and that a permanent income be</l>
					<l>secured to him both during and after the war!</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh went this evening with Mr Lesseps and the Abbe Baruffi</l>
					<l>to Count Sclopis who receives every evening. He found quite an elite</l>
					<l>circle there - among other ladies the Countess San Germano and the Duchess of</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='18'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Torremuzza struck him as pleasing women - especially the former. He</l>
					<l>also found the Princess <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>I</hi> ____ very agreeable. Poeria, who</l>
					<l>seldom fails to pass his evenings there, was not present. Mr M.</l>
					<l>succeeded in getting something a little more definite from Mr</l>
					<l>Lesseps about the canal. He admits that nothing has as yet</l>
					<l>been done at either the Mediterranean or the Red Sea harbours,</l>
					<l>nor has the most difficult point in the line of the canal yet</l>
					<l>been attacked, but eighty kilometres have already been exca-</l>
					<l>vated, and the bold projecter declares that within eighteen</l>
					<l>months the water will flow from sea to sea.</l>
					<l>The rumors thicken as to a probable change in the ministry.</l>
					<l>The emperor seems</l>
					<l>resolved</l>
					<l>to have the Roman question postponed for</l>
					<l>the present, and it is believed that the recent interview between</l>
					<l>him &amp; the obscurantist king of Prussia is likely to injure the Italian</l>
					<l>cause. We are sorry to learn that our reforming king has been</l>
					<l>persuaded into the folly of trying to soothe the Neapolitan rabble</l>
					<l>by making a magnificent present to St Januarius. Such a</l>
					<l>step backward is not worthy of him.</l>
					<l>Pulzsky spent an hour here to-day. He is one of those persons who</l>
					<l>hear nothing that is said to them on a first interview. I find this</l>
					<l>trait very common - almost the rule among</l>
					<l>the</l>
					<l>English, but, though</l>
					<l>less frequent among the Continentals, it is oftener met with here than</l>
					<l>in America where <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>sl</hi> such a peculiarity is regarded as the worst</l>
					<l>of bores. It often happens that this obtuseness of the auditory nerve <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>is</hi></l>
					<l>gives way on further acquaintance, and I have no doubt</l>
					<l>we shall in the end find Pulzsky a source of much valuable</l>
					<l>information on European politics, as well as a pleasant talker gen</l>
					<l>-erally.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='19'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Thursday Oct 24<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Much anxiety is felt by the friends of Ricasoli as to the result</l>
					<l>of Rattazzi&apos;s visit to Paris. Few think an arrangement between the two,</l>
					<l>so that both shall be in the same ministry, possible. Mr Marsh</l>
					<l>who had occasion to see the Baron on official business this morning</l>
					<l>found him earnest as usual, but without the</l>
					<l>least</l>
					<l>sign of disquiet of any</l>
					<l>kind. It will be a source of great regret to us if he resigns.</l>
					<l>His Protestantism is openly asserted by many persons. Father Passaglia</l>
					<l>is expected in Turin to-night. The Pope is said to be furious at</l>
					<l>his escape from Rome. The Catholic clergy are flocking more and more</l>
					<l>to the standard of the king and many think a schism in the Italian</l>
					<l>Church imminent. Gen. Goyon has left Rome, no less to the satisfac-</l>
					<l>tion of his own troops, it is said, than to that of the Romans. His parting</l>
					<l>interview with Frances Bourbon lasted an hour. Monseigneurs Mariani</l>
					<l>and Crescenzi have ordered a baker of Veroli to make 50 dozen</l>
					<l>&apos;pane di munizione&apos; every day for the support of the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>band</hi></l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>of</hi> <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Chiavone</hi>! This bread is sent</l>
					<l>off</l>
					<l>openly every day in a provision</l>
					<l>cart under the protection of the sbirri of the Pope and the eagles</l>
					<l>of the emperor. The disturbances in Warsaw are getting daily</l>
					<l>more serious. The strictest martial law is enforced there. Truly</l>
					<l>these are fearful days for both oppressors &amp; oppressed.</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh spent another hour with Mr Lesseps this morning, and</l>
					<l>now feels much better satisfied as to the prospects of the Great Canal</l>
					<l>than after his first interview with him. We shall in time learn</l>
					<l>to make all due allowance for the stormy eloquence with</l>
					<l>which these foreigners at first confound and overwhelm one, without</l>
					<l>in fact saying any thing. Mr Hughs, the inventer of the <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>lastest</hi> latest</l>
					<l>printing Telegraph, spent some time with Mr M. this morning. He says</l>
					<l>Europeans have not the slightest idea of the advanced state of science</l>
					<l>in America, nor can they be made to believe</l>
					<l>in</l>
					<l>it.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='20'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Friday, Oct 25<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>A new ferment in political circles has been occasioned</l>
					<l>by the report that the emperor of the French has requested Victor</l>
					<l>Emmanuel to increase his standing army to two hundred thousand</l>
					<l>This, it is thought, is an indication that he is preparing to take a</l>
					<l>course which he anticipates may rouse Austria and Spain</l>
					<l>to make common cause with the Pope and the Bourbons, &amp;</l>
					<l>that he wishes Italy to be in a condition to defend herself.</l>
					<l>One thing only seems certain - that this man is unfathomable</l>
					<l>in his policy. I learned some curious facts this morning with</l>
					<l>regard to the distinctions kept up in Turin between the noble</l>
					<l>families and the Haute Bourgeoisie. It seems that since the</l>
					<l>revolutions of &apos;48 &amp; &apos;59 the former - who had for generations</l>
					<l>treated the latter with a hauteur amounting to studied</l>
					<l>insolence - made overtures to these [illegible]</l>
					<l>parvenus</l>
					<l>and sent them</l>
					<l>visiting cards by way of showing their readiness to open their</l>
					<l>circles to them. It is asserted that these cards were in most</l>
					<l>cases entirely unnoticed, the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>bourgeoisie,</hi> remembering old</l>
					<l>affronts, and taking this occasion to show their own independence.</l>
					<l>A friend tells me that access to the Haute Bourgeoisie is</l>
					<l>far more difficult for a stranger now than admission</l>
					<l>to the oldest families. It is certainly much to be regretted</l>
					<l>that the memory of ancient wrongs should be suffered <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>to</hi></l>
					<l>in this way to keep up these absurd distinctions of <hi rend='underlined:true;'>caste</hi></l>
					<l>when the old obstacles were ready to give way.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='21'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Sat. 26<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> Oct.</l>
					<l>No further developments as to the formation of a new ministry</l>
					<l>though Ricasoli&apos;s friends are anxious. Corghi states in his</l>
					<l>notes, that a little brother of the fiancée of the unfortunate</l>
					<l>Locatelli was run over</l>
					<l>one day</l>
					<l>this week, by a cardinal&apos;s carriage &amp;</l>
					<l>killed instantly. We hope this may prove a mistake. He</l>
					<l>adds &quot;the carriage did not stop!&quot;</l>
					<l>Sunday Oct 27<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Madame de Lima brought La Baronne Hochschild, wife of</l>
					<l>the newly arrived minister from Sweden, to see me this</l>
					<l>morning. Emphatically women of the world both. Mr M</l>
					<l>dined with Baron Ricasoli, the dinner being a compliment</l>
					<l>to Mr Benedetti. The diplomatic corps were all present</l>
					<l>except Sir James Hudson who is not yet tired of the Lakes.</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh sat at dinner between Bastogi and Poerio, both</l>
					<l>of whom, but especially the latter, he was very glad to meet in</l>
					<l>this way. The Neapolitan hero seemed admirably acquainted</l>
					<l>with the history and condition of the U.S. of America, and</l>
					<l>expressed strong sympathy with us. This is the more grateful</l>
					<l>at a moment when every American feels that to the sentiments</l>
					<l>of dislike, entertained towards his country by almost every</l>
					<l>aristocrat in Europe, are now added those of contempt.</l>
					<l>Politics were of course not discussed on such an occasion</l>
					<l>but gossip still <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>assert</hi> insists that a change is about</l>
					<l>to take place in the ministry. The birds of the air too</l>
					<l>have brought the substance of the French emperor&apos;s conversation</l>
					<l>with Rattazzi, which is that the Roman question must rest</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='22'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>where it is for the present - that Venetia must <hi rend='underlined:true;'>first</hi> be secured</l>
					<l>to Italy and then the rest must follow as a matter of course</l>
					<l>Rattazzi, it is further said, has gone to London to sound the English</l>
					<l>government. No confidence can be placed on these on dits</l>
					<l>but it is interesting to follow them from day to day.</l>
					<l>We were much amused this morning by [illegible] an indignant</l>
					<l>article for the Paris Correspondent to the N.Y. Times on the</l>
					<l>subject of the offer said to <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>the</hi> have been made to Garibaldi</l>
					<l>by our government. The incensed writer scolds Garibaldi</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh and Mr Sanford indiscriminately for not coming</l>
					<l>out and telling the curious public the exact facts in the</l>
					<l>case! I should be glad to refer my excited country man</l>
					<l>to the Hon. Mr Seward, Mr Quiggle and Mrs Cordee Quiggle</l>
					<l>for the information he considers so important.</l>
					<l>Oct 28<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> Monday</l>
					<l>Extract from Mr Marsh&apos;s Despatch to Mr Seward</l>
					<l>which was to have gone this morning, but which I have</l>
					<l>persuaded him to modify - perhaps from an excess of prudence</l>
					<l>&quot;In fact at this moment the opponents of papal supremacy,</l>
					<l>like so many other multitudes who are just opening their</l>
					<l>eyes to the light of principle &amp; truth, are suffering under the</l>
					<l>great want of the age - the want of a man to lead them.</l>
					<l>That man may, perhaps, be found in Ricasoli, if the intrigues</l>
					<l>now in operation to displace him shall succeed, and whenever</l>
					<l>he, or any other true hero, shall assume the direction of</l>
					<l>the train, the bull will be thrown from the track or crushed</l>
					<l>under the wheels of the locomotive.&quot;</l>
					<l>Corghi&apos;s notes this evening continue to assert that the emperor</l>
					<l>has intimated to Rattazzi that Venetia must be annexed to the Italian</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='23'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>kingdom before the Roman question can be brought any nearer to a</l>
					<l>settlement. He also declares that the military preparations <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>that</hi></l>
					<l>which</l>
					<l>Victor Emmanuel is making prove that he about to intimate to</l>
					<l>Austria that the time has come when she must &apos;render</l>
					<l>to Caesar the things that are Caesar&apos;s.&apos; This being done, it</l>
					<l>will be time to turn to the pope with the conclusion</l>
					<l>of the command - &apos;and to God the things that are God&apos;s.&apos;</l>
					<l>Many believe that Garibaldi is actually going to assist the</l>
					<l>Montenegrins - if so, it of course is but a pretext for put</l>
					<l>-ting himself in a position to attack Austria.</l>
					<l>Some curiosity is felt as the answer that Farini will make</l>
					<l>to the dotard, Lord Normanly [Normandy], who has charged him with <hi rend='underlined:true;'>convey</hi></l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>-ing</hi> the linen of that most respectable and injured personage</l>
					<l>the ex-duke of Modena! A horrible tragedy has</l>
					<l>just been enacted near Fondi in the name of religion &amp;</l>
					<l>loyalty - the details on the next page.</l>
					<l>Poerio came to see us to-day, but unfortunately the putting</l>
					<l>-down of carpets etc, was going</l>
					<l>on</l>
					<l>to such an extent that we</l>
					<l>had no corner to receive him.</l>
					<l>This evening Baruffi gave us an anecdote of Cha[teau]briand.</l>
					<l>When the Abbé was a student at Ferrara, he was</l>
					<l>presented to Chateaubriand, who was there for a day,</l>
					<l>and it was made his duty to accompany the dis-</l>
					<l>-tinguished traveller on his visit to the famous li-</l>
					<l>-brary in that place. During the course of their walk</l>
					<l>Chateaubriand impressed upon his young companion</l>
					<l>the pleasures and advantages of Oriental travel.</l>
					<l>The student replied with a sigh, &quot;Ah, but I am poor!&quot;</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='24'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>I can never hope for the fifty thousand francs nec</l>
					<l>-essary to make the journey you have made.&quot;</l>
					<l>&quot;Cinquante mille francs!&quot; exclaimed the aston-</l>
					<l>-ished traveller; &quot;mais, qui vous a dit cette bêtise?&quot;</l>
					<l>The student not less astonished was silent. &quot;Mais,</l>
					<l>je vous demande encore, mon ami, qui vous a dit</l>
					<l>cette bêtise?&quot; Driven to the wall the embarrassed</l>
					<l>Baruffi answered, &quot;Puisque vous insistez, Monsieur,</l>
					<l>il faut vous avouer que je l&apos;ai lue dans votre</l>
					<l>livre de voyage.&quot; The savant was confounded, and</l>
					<l>would not really believe, until his own words</l>
					<l>were shown him in the library. Chateaubriand</l>
					<l>then asked the young man &apos;if he had read his book</l>
					<l>on Christianity with as much attention as he had</l>
					<l>read his travels.&apos; Being answered in the affirmative,</l>
					<l>he said with something like irony, &quot;Eh bien! est ce</l>
					<l>que vous y avez trouéré encore quelques cinquante</l>
					<l>mille francs?&quot; Again the student was silent for a</l>
					<l>moment; then he replied with embarrassment, &quot;Mais,</l>
					<l>Monsieur, vous vous moquez de moi. Vous ne croyez</l>
					<l>pas qu&apos;un simple étudiant comme moi oserait</l>
					<l>critiquer les oeuvres d&apos;un savant dont la renommé</l>
					<l>a rempli le monde.&quot; The confusion of his companion</l>
					<l>no doubt piqued the curiosity of Chateaubriand,</l>
					<l>who pressed him so hard that he finally confessed</l>
					<l>that &apos;he did not find the chapter on Science entirely</l>
					<l>satisfactory&apos;, and expressed a hope that he would</l>
					<l>&apos;revise it in a future edition, and make it more</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='25'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>in harmony with the great power and knowledge</l>
					<l>displayed in the rest of the book&apos;. The vanity of the au-</l>
					<l>-thor was evidently much wounded - he soon recognized</l>
					<l>another acquaintance in the library and says the</l>
					<l>Abbé. &quot;Comme on ne s&apos;occupa plus de moi, je m&apos;esqui-</l>
					<l>-vai bientôt.&quot; Four years later Baruffi dined with Chat-</l>
					<l>-eaubriand at the house of a mutual friend in Paris.</l>
					<l>He was presented to him as a stranger, but Chateaubriand</l>
					<l>looking steadily at him, said, &quot;Mais, Monsieur, je vous</l>
					<l>ai déjà ren contré quelque part, n&apos;est ce pas?&quot; &quot;Oui,</l>
					<l>Monsieur, j&apos;ai eu l&apos;hon<hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>ore</hi></l>
					<l>neur</l>
					<l>de vous accompagner au</l>
					<l>bibliotèque de Ferrara.&quot; &quot;Ah, ah, oui - Ferrara, Ferrara</l>
					<l> - je me rappelle - mais n&apos;en parlons plus!&quot; said</l>
					<l>he, tapping his forehead with a half smile - and</l>
					<l>so they talked of other things. The explanation of</l>
					<l>the fifty thousand francs is this. Chateaubriand having sta-</l>
					<l>-ted that he had brought a bottle of water from the Jordan</l>
					<l>expressly for the christening of a certain young prince, it was</l>
					<l><hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>stated</hi></l>
					<l>intimated</l>
					<l>to him that the royal father intended to defray the</l>
					<l>expenses of his journey to the sacred river. Not thinking it</l>
					<l>worth while to be very exact under the circumstances he had</l>
					<l>thrown out a rough estimate in his book to save his sove-</l>
					<l>-reign any embarrassment! The chapter on Science</l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>was</hi> rewritten, but, though less flagrant in subsequent</l>
					<l>editions than in the first, it is still far from creditable.</l>
					<l>Oct 29<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> Tuesday,</l>
					<l>There was a row this morning between an Ebrew</l>
					<l>Jew, who was putting down our carpets, and our maître d&apos;hotel,</l>
					<l>which became so serious that I was forced to adventure myself</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='26'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>into the very small space that separated the high contending</l>
					<l>parties, in order to prevent the fiery Italian from hurling the tricky <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>Isl</hi></l>
					<l>Israelite down the stair-case. I came very near losing my own</l>
					<l>temper at the astonishing imprudence</l>
					<l>with</l>
					<l>which this unworthy descen</l>
					<l>dant of grand, old Abraham, tried to impose upon us in every</l>
					<l>way - but I remembered in time how Christians had trampled</l>
					<l>on his race for so many ages - and About&apos;s chapter on the</l>
					<l>Ghetto, &amp; Robert Brownings &apos;Holy Cross day&apos;, finished to <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>reslure</hi></l>
					<l>restore my equanimity, and I was able to recommence nego-</l>
					<l>-tiations with my Shylock with the utmost composure.</l>
					<l>There was a full &amp; curious account of the attempt</l>
					<l>to seize Father Pasaglia the other day at Rome, in the</l>
					<l><hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>Gaglia</hi> Galignani of to-day. The ex-Jesuit is now in Turin.</l>
					<l>Oct 30<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> Wednesday,</l>
					<l>To-day Minghetti, minister of justice and religious</l>
					<l>worship, publishes a significant circular to the Episcopato</l>
					<l>which shows the right spirit on the part of the government.</l>
					<l>Hopes are again expressed by the Turin Journals that Ricasoli &amp;</l>
					<l>Rattazzi may both be in the new ministry. The movements</l>
					<l>of the Caprera Coeur-de-lion are the subject of unceasing</l>
					<l>speculation in all quarters. Mantua has been</l>
					<l>ordered by Austria to furnish 6000 recruits of the 85000</l>
					<l>with which she proposes to increase her army - the object</l>
					<l>no doubt, being to withdraw from that quarter <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>all the</hi></l>
					<l>as large a portion of the men able to bear arms as</l>
					<l>possible. Warsaw and its vicinity still continues greatly</l>
					<l>disturbed - even St Petersburg is by no means quiet and many</l>
					<l>students have been arrested there. Switzerland, too,</l>
					<l>is violently agitated by what she believes to be the</l>
					<l>threatening attitude of France towards her.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='27'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>My Jew turns out to bear the name of Moses Sacerdote.</l>
					<l>This reminds me to record the names of Mr Marsh&apos;s tailors</l>
					<l> - the firm is &quot;Levi e Sacerdote&quot; - Priest and Levite,</l>
					<l>one might say, without making a very violent translation.</l>
					<l>Turin is full of quaint sighs - the other day I saw &apos;Catherina Tua.&apos;</l>
					<l>AVVISO AL PUBBLICO</l>
					<l>Nell&apos;apertura di varii gabinetti magnetici è giustizia il rivendierare il</l>
					<l>sublime merito della chiaroveggente LEOPOLDA, che come la più felice</l>
					<l>nci successi sanitari è del pari la più anziana nell&apos;èsercizio della profes-</l>
					<l>sione. Ella è dotata delle più squisite e rare doti magnetiche tanto acca-</l>
					<l>demiche che consultive, ed in appoggio della propria riputazione offre agli</l>
					<l>accorrenti un catalogo di successi che nessun&apos;altra competente sonnambula</l>
					<l>è nel caso d&apos;offrire, ed in conferma di quanto sopra offre ora uno dei</l>
					<l>mille attestati di ringraziamento rilasciati a di lei onore per ottenuta gua-</l>
					<l>rigione:</l>
					<l>A proprio conforto ed in rimunerazione d&apos;una parte de molti meriti della brava</l>
					<l>sibilla Leopolda, la sottoscritta attesta che la propria bambina, affetta da marasino</l>
					<l>e da tabe mesenterica, ottenne, dopo inutilmente teniati i benefizi della scienza</l>
					<l>medica, perfetta guarigione nel tempo di un mese da due soli consulti magnetici</l>
					<l>presi al gabinetto Leopolda, via Nuova, n. 37 piano 3°, casa Musy.</l>
					<l>Angela Testa, abitante a S. Antonino di Susa.</l>
					<l>NB. Con una ciocca di capelli per corrispondenza fa qualunque consulto</l>
					<l>di malattia col solo indirizzo sovraccennato.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='28'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Oct 31<hi rend='superscript:true;'>st</hi>. Thursday.</l>
					<l>After a two days gentle rain the sun came out at</l>
					<l>noon, and at three</l>
					<l>we</l>
					<l>went out to pay the Hochschilds a</l>
					<l>visit. The view of the mountains <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>and</hi> was wonderful. <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>Th</hi></l>
					<l>Monte Rosa, covered almost to her base with new-fallen</l>
					<l>snow, stood out from a back-ground of dark cloud on which</l>
					<l>glowed the fragment of a brilliant rainbow - as grand a sight</l>
					<l>as mountain ever offered at such a distance. The rest of</l>
					<l>the chain for some distance on either hand of the Alpine</l>
					<l>Queen was completely hidden by thick vapours, thus leaving her</l>
					<l>in lonely majesty. In the direction of Monte Viso</l>
					<l>quite another scene presented itself. That stately pyramidal</l>
					<l>peak rose clear and sharp against the sky looking of an</l>
					<l>incredible height - probably because such masses of bright</l>
					<l>cumulous clouds were rolling like a sea at its feet, filling</l>
					<l>every valley, sweeping along every slope, feathering every</l>
					<l>lower crest. It seemed as if the eye could penetrate for</l>
					<l>miles and miles into the billowy vapours that were growing</l>
					<l>every moment more <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>gorg</hi> gorgeously brilliant as the sun</l>
					<l>approached them. One could scarcely help attaching the idea</l>
					<l>of life and consciousness to forms so full of beauty, to motions</l>
					<l>so perfect in grace. Oh for the painter&apos;s hand to fix forever</l>
					<l>what I see again so clearly as I write. We agreed</l>
					<l>that Turin never looked</l>
					<l>to us</l>
					<l>so lovely as this afternoon - the near</l>
					<l>hills gay in their autumn dress, the streets thronged with women</l>
					<l>&amp; girls <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>bringing</hi></l>
					<l>carrying baskets of</l>
					<l>flowers etc - and the sidewalks half filled up</l>
					<l>by <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>V</hi> others who were twining bright garlands or weaving</l>
					<l>mournful monumental wreaths to be used for All Saints &amp; All Souls</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='29'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>which fall on the first &amp; second of Nov.</l>
					<l>It is now asserted that Rattazzi is not to come into the ministry</l>
					<l>but <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>wilt</hi> will retain his place for the present as President of the</l>
					<l>Chambers. Important military preparations are doubtless making</l>
					<l>but for what special purpose is mere matter of conjecture.</l>
					<l>Nov 1<hi rend='superscript:true;'>st</hi>, Friday</l>
					<l>The venerable Plana came to us this morning - </l>
					<l>full of life and interested in every thing, but very deaf.</l>
					<l>The Tottenhams &amp; the Countess Marini came in about the same</l>
					<l>time. Mr Marsh saw baron Ricasoli this morning and was told</l>
					<l>by him that Italian Government would do all he asked</l>
					<l>with reference to the privateers that should appear in the</l>
					<l>Mediterranean. He also had some confidential talk with him</l>
					<l>as to the desires of the</l>
					<l>Italian</l>
					<l>Government with regard to Garibaldi&apos;s</l>
					<l>going to America. It seems the fiery spirit of the heroic</l>
					<l>patriot is growing impatient almost to madness, and that he</l>
					<l>does not hesitate in his passionate moods to declare himself</l>
					<l>ready for a revolution like the French of &apos;92. What</l>
					<l>a pity he cannot see that in almost every direction there</l>
					<l>is the most steady advance towards [illegible]</l>
					<l>the truest freedom.</l>
					<l>Sat. Nov. 2<hi rend='superscript:true;'>nd</hi></l>
					<l>The course of our housekeeping which hitherto, unlike the</l>
					<l>course true love, has run with the most oily smoothness, met</l>
					<l>with a slight <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>ssho</hi> shock this morning. Lucia, the house-</l>
					<l>maid, a quiet, meek little creature, to whom every body in the</l>
					<l>house has been very indulgent on account of her delicate health</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='30'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>and gentle character, gave notice to-day that her placement</l>
					<l>be supplied as she wished to leave. On enquiring into her grievances</l>
					<l>I found that the night before when the mâitre d&apos;hôtel was</l>
					<l>about to take some water from the tea-kettle for our tea,</l>
					<l>the little housemaid, who happened to be standing near, cried</l>
					<l>out, &quot;Don&apos;t make the tea with that - I have just washed the</l>
					<l>dinner-knives in it!&quot; &quot;Washed the knives in the tea-kettle!&quot;</l>
					<l>exclaimed the astonished Alexander, and <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>the</hi> his additional</l>
					<l>remarks were not merely exclamatory, but admonitory as</l>
					<l>well. The indignant Lucia declared that he might have</l>
					<l>had some excuse for scolding her if she had allowed</l>
					<l>him to make the tea of the dish-water, but having confessed</l>
					<l>the fact it was an act of monstrous injustice to blame</l>
					<l>her - &quot;besides&quot;, she added most naively, &quot;I had often done</l>
					<l>it before and no harm ever came of it.&quot; I recommended</l>
					<l>the girl to seek a place as portress for which she thought</l>
					<l>herself particularly fitted and in which opinion I now fully</l>
					<l>concurred - and gave orders to have her place filled as</l>
					<l>soon as could be done conveniently - but for my life I</l>
					<l>could not have uttered a word of blame to this simple-</l>
					<l>hearted creature, though it was hard to preserve a becoming</l>
					<l>gravity. The horror of my English maid added not a little</l>
					<l>to the comic of the scene.</l>
					<l>Plana came in again this morning, to bring us</l>
					<l>some of his mathematical tomes, and we found it less</l>
					<l>difficult to talk with him than usual. He is not very</l>
					<l>hopeful about Italy, distrusts <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Bonaparte</hi> as he always</l>
					<l>calls him, and blames the surrender of Savoy. Family</l>
					<l>pride</l>
					<l>and local jealousy, however, he thinks the worst sources of mischief</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='31'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>&quot;Ce sont nos princes, nos ducs, nos contes, nos marquis, nos barons,</l>
					<l>qui abiment tout!&quot;</l>
					<l>Madame de Lima</l>
					<l>has just</l>
					<l>spent a half-hour</l>
					<l>with me, and, as the diplomatic chill wears off, I find her</l>
					<l>much more interesting. We paid Mme. Benedetti a</l>
					<l>visit this afternoon and I found her very charming. No</l>
					<l>one who knows the East would be likely to mistake her</l>
					<l>Oriental origin. She is now far finer looking, Mr Marsh</l>
					<l>thinks, than when first married, and</l>
					<l>her</l>
					<l>manners are very graceful</l>
					<l>and fascinating. The Americans complain greatly of the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>insincerity</hi></l>
					<l>of these polished Europeans &amp; Orientals, but I must confess</l>
					<l>that, for my own part, as a matter of social comfort, I like</l>
					<l>much better a little meaningless courtesy, than an</l>
					<l>excess of that Anglo-Saxon bluntness, which quite as often proceeds</l>
					<l>from</l>
					<l>arrogance and censoriousness, <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>and</hi></l>
					<l>as</l>
					<l>from a love of truth.</l>
					<l>Mrs Wadsworth from Gennssrio with Miss Motley, &amp; one</l>
					<l>of her sons, is here for a day on her way to Rome.</l>
					<l>Sunday Nov. 3.</l>
					<l>Mrs Wadsworth and her party spent an hour</l>
					<l>or two with us today, and we had what Charles Lamb</l>
					<l>would have called a good Sabbath day&apos;s curse <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>l</hi> on the fomenters</l>
					<l>of this wretched rebellion. I am glad to say, however, that our self-</l>
					<l>-respect, to say nothing of higher Christian restraints did not allow</l>
					<l>us to use such language as our Southern sisters with all</l>
					<l>their boasted superior refinement, employ in their private let-</l>
					<l>-ters as well as in their daily conversation. Later Madam</l>
					<l>Bartholoeyns sat with me for an hour - a very pleasing English</l>
					<l>woman who has spent several years in America.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='32'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Godard&apos;s balloon silk - manufactured at Turin - </l>
					<l>to be used without varnish.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='33'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>In the evening the Abbé Baruffi came in as usual. He had</l>
					<l>another anecdote of Plana<hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>&apos;s</hi>. When the Baron was dining</l>
					<l>one day in company with Lascaris, a Greek, who claimed to</l>
					<l>be a direct descendant of the Paleologues of Byzantium</l>
					<l>he addressed the Greek as &quot;une molecule des anciens Pal-</l>
					<l>-eologues - quoique doeteuse.&quot; Mr Tottenham gave us</l>
					<l>the other day an account of an interview of his with Plana, on</l>
					<l>which occasion he</l>
					<l>had</l>
					<l>taken with him a friend of Lord Palmerston</l>
					<l>who desired an introduction to the great mathematician. The</l>
					<l>Baron happened at the moment to be greatly irritated at the</l>
					<l>opposition manifested by the English toward the projected</l>
					<l>Suez Canal, and he took advantage of this occasion to send</l>
					<l>his lordship certain messages. These messages Mr Tottenham</l>
					<l>declined to repeat, but characterized them as &quot;pithy and</l>
					<l>forcible rather than complimentary.&quot; Our impressions of the</l>
					<l>Italian character in one respect at least are becoming more</l>
					<l>and more [illegible] convictions. There is not the</l>
					<l>least</l>
					<l>foundation</l>
					<l>at this day - whatever may have been the case formerly - for</l>
					<l>the charge of want of manly independence so often brought</l>
					<l>against them. We had also this evening a little</l>
					<l>quiet talk with the abbé as to the prospects of the Suez Canal</l>
					<l>He admits much of what we had half suspected from the</l>
					<l><hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>retinence</hi></l>
					<l>reticence</l>
					<l>of <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>Lep</hi> Lesseps - that there is much embarrassment</l>
					<l>from many sources, chiefly from the fact that English opposition</l>
					<l>has confined the taking of stock in the enterprise almost</l>
					<l>entirely to France, thus giving</l>
					<l>it</l>
					<l>a national character &amp; so</l>
					<l>depriving</l>
					<l>it,</l>
					<l>in a great measure, of all general sympathy.</l>
					<l>In this way they are pressed for funds, and he also confesses</l>
					<l>that the engineers are losing heart - even the blind old Paleo-</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='34'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>-capa begins to shake his head. In time the object will no</l>
					<l>doubt be accomplished, but not in such hot haste as has</l>
					<l>been predicted. The prospects for the Mont Cenis tunnel</l>
					<l>too, according to the observations made in August by the</l>
					<l>abbé in person, are not immediately brilliant. The</l>
					<l>necessity of lining</l>
					<l>with brick</l>
					<l>the whole tunnel as far as they have</l>
					<l>advanced on this side</l>
					<l>has</l>
					<l>greatly increased the estimated expense.</l>
					<l>How soon the character of the rock may change so as to</l>
					<l>make this unnecessary cannot be foreseen.</l>
					<l>Monday Nov 4<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>The rumor, which has now become quite</l>
					<l>loud, of the probable recommencement of hostilities with</l>
					<l>Austria in the spring, gets some credit with us from</l>
					<l>the sudden &amp; total cessation of all offers of military</l>
					<l>service in the American army. The Countess de la Torre</l>
					<l>sent a note last evening asking Mr Marsh to call on</l>
					<l>her to examine letters she had just received from Mr San-</l>
					<l>ford and Col. Fardella. Mr Marsh declined as civilly</l>
					<l>as possible, but <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>proposed</hi> asked her to send the letters</l>
					<l>or such extracts from them as she <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>wished</hi></l>
					<l>desired</l>
					<l>him to see,</l>
					<l>with a note stating her wishes, and promised to give</l>
					<l>them the necessary attention. This will probably</l>
					<l>relieve him from further annoyance in that quarter.</l>
					<l>Tuesday Nov. 5</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh dined to-day at the Prussian Ministers - a</l>
					<l>dinner in honour of Mr Benedetti. It was a diplomatic affair</l>
					<l>purely, and as Count Brasier de St Simon is wifeless, or sensé</l>
					<l>to be so, there were no ladies present. The dinner was very fine</l>
					<l>and in the best style. Mr Marsh had an opportunity to</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='35'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>talk a good deal with Baron Ricasoli on agricultural</l>
					<l>subjects, but especially about the drainage and recovery</l>
					<l>of the Maremma. The Baron was much pleased to find</l>
					<l>some one who felt an interest in what he himself had so</l>
					<l>much at <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>heal</hi> heart, and promises Mr Marsh the fullest</l>
					<l>information as to what has been already done, and the most</l>
					<l>desirable facilities to examine the work going on. How</l>
					<l>much I wish we had the time and means to go as we</l>
					<l>should like from place to place here to gather such</l>
					<l>information as can only be acquired on the spot. In this</l>
					<l>way we might make ourselves infinitely more useful to our</l>
					<l>country and this - but our Florence trip has taught us that</l>
					<l>even if no ten days rule existed, our salary <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>would</hi> will</l>
					<l>not allow us to indulge in these excursions.</l>
					<l>Wednesday Nov 6</l>
					<l>I should have mentioned yesterday a visit</l>
					<l>from poor Madame Lannoy, the widow of the late Belgian</l>
					<l>Minister. It was very kind of her to come and see me under</l>
					<l>the circumstances, but had I known that she would have</l>
					<l>been willing to see a stranger, I would not</l>
					<l>have</l>
					<l>failed to</l>
					<l>have gone to her [illegible] however great the effort might</l>
					<l>have been. She seems a very frank and kindly person</l>
					<l>and, though I have heard so much of her want of social</l>
					<l>qualities, I am sure we should have got on nicely</l>
					<l>together and I much regret that she leaves Turin so soon.</l>
					<l>The Countess de la Torre was not so easily bluffed off. She sends</l>
					<l>to say she will wait Mr Marsh&apos;s leisure and on her return</l>
					<l>from Milan will again [illegible] solicit a visit!</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='36'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Thursday Nov 4<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Madame Matteucci came to see me this</l>
					<l>morning which I was most glad of. I hope we may be</l>
					<l>able to have a little more rational intercourse with them</l>
					<l>than we are likely to have with what is called the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Society</hi></l>
					<l>of Turin. It is all very pleasant while the novelty lasts, but</l>
					<l>from what we hear and see we become every day more and</l>
					<l>more convinced that both the Diplomatic and the exclusively</l>
					<l>fashionable circle will be speedily exhausted. Mad. Matteucci</l>
					<l>tells me what I was very sorry to learn, that the <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>An</hi> Arconati,</l>
					<l>from whose society we expected so much, were going to pass</l>
					<l>the winter in Egypt.</l>
					<l>Friday Nov. 8<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Miss Roberts spent an hour or two with me this</l>
					<l>morning. To my utter amazement, and to Carrie&apos;s no less, I found</l>
					<l>she actually believed that certain table-turnings at which</l>
					<l>the four Misses Tottenham and Carrie assisted the other evening</l>
					<l>at her <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>ho</hi> rooms, were accomplished by some mysterious</l>
					<l>agency. For a long time I could not think her serious,</l>
					<l>but it turned out that she was quite so. I then told her that</l>
					<l>Carrie said she pushed with all her strength and</l>
					<l>supposed the other girls were doing the same thing.</l>
					<l>Even this would not convince my friend of much faith, who</l>
					<l>declared that the table turned even when Carrie was not</l>
					<l>in the circle. &quot;But,&quot; I said, &quot;have you questioned the others</l>
					<l>carefully, as to what they did?&quot; &quot;Oh, I am quite sure they did</l>
					<l>nothing - in fact the oldest one seemed quite frightened.&quot; And</l>
					<l>so she ran on - and asked me if I did not think it was</l>
					<l>electricity. I laughed, and told her she must first convince me</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='37'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>of the facts before I should puzzle myself about explanations, but</l>
					<l>suggested that it would be as philosophical to attribute it to the</l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>evil eye.</hi> When she had left, I questioned Carrie as to what</l>
					<l>she supposed her companions thought. She declares it never</l>
					<l>once entered her mind that any one present supposed the table</l>
					<l>was turned otherwise <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>that</hi> than by their own hands and feet, and</l>
					<l>that they were amused by the odd answers from the raps</l>
					<l>just as they would have been by any other ingenious</l>
					<l>game. I record this circumstance merely as a specimen of the</l>
					<l>evidence on which these marvels rest. Miss Roberts has caused</l>
					<l>quite a sensation in Turin by her account of that evening&apos;s</l>
					<l>miracles - and Miss Roberts is really</l>
					<l>one of </l>
					<l>the most cultivated</l>
					<l>women I have met here - well acquainted with German</l>
					<l>and Italian literature as well as English. I should indeed</l>
					<l>despair of woman&apos;s ever becoming a reasonable creature,</l>
					<l>if I did not find two thirds of the other sex, with all their</l>
					<l>superior advantages, just as inconsequent, just as scatter-brained.</l>
					<l>Saturday Nov 9.</l>
					<l>Tourt, the Swiss Minister spent some time with</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh this morning. He certainly does not love Louis Nap.</l>
					<l>and thinks his conduct toward Switzerland not the most</l>
					<l>grateful when it is remembered that the Republic armed a hundred thousand</l>
					<l>men <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>to</hi> with which to maintain her refusal to decline him up to Louis</l>
					<l>Philippe. He does not yet believe that Ricasoli will resign - at</l>
					<l>least he says he has the authority of the Baron himself for saying</l>
					<l>he will not do so without the express request of the king or an</l>
					<l>overwhelming defeat in parliament. He says he should think</l>
					<l>it cowardly to leave his post now. The kind goes <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>to the</hi> to be present</l>
					<l>at the opening of the rail-road to Ancona, to-morrow.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
						<pb n='38'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Sunday Nov 10</l>
					<l>We had an unusually quiet day to-day - like a New England</l>
					<l>Sunday. After church Mr Marsh read me two of Robertson&apos;s</l>
					<l>wonderful sermons and even our evening was uninterrupted</l>
					<l>by visitors. It is a pity that there is not some suitable building</l>
					<l>for the services of the English Church. The congregation is</l>
					<l>often quite a large one as there</l>
					<l>are</l>
					<l>so many English travellers</l>
					<l>who spend sunday here on their</l>
					<l>way</l>
					<l>to Southern Italy. Mr Marsh</l>
					<l>insists that the presence of a fair proportion of Lords &amp; Leddies [Ladies]</l>
					<l>greatly stimulates and encourages the preacher who is otherwise</l>
					<l>apt to be a little dull. To-day, for <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>an</hi> example, he says</l>
					<l>the aristocratic element was evidently large, and the</l>
					<l><hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>sp</hi> sermon spirited in proportion. <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>The</hi> To use Mr M.&apos;s words</l>
					<l>&quot;In the comparison of the good man to &apos;the tree planted etc&apos;,</l>
					<l>one could hear the very leaves of him rustle!&quot;</l>
					<l>Monday Nov 11<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>The most contradictory <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>rumous</hi> rumors continue</l>
					<l>to circulate about the intentions of the French Emperor</l>
					<l>with regard to Italian affairs. Probably nothing is known</l>
					<l>except by those do not contribute to the journals. That there</l>
					<l>is a general ferment all over Europe is the only thing in which</l>
					<l>all agree. The Countess Marini came in to offer to go with</l>
					<l>me to pay some visits - an offer which it has been intimated</l>
					<l>to me I had better decline. As this is the second time it</l>
					<l>has been made I hardly know how I shall avoid it in the </l>
					<l>end, nor can I see any reason why I should not accept this</l>
					<l>amiable old lady&apos;s services as well as anothers - but society knows</l>
					<l>I suppose, and a stranger does well to take its hints till sure</l>
					<l>of their injustice.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='39'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Nov 12<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi>, Tuesday,</l>
					<l>The Marchioness Arconati paid me a visit of thanks</l>
					<l>this morning for some letters which Mr Marsh had sent <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>her</hi> to</l>
					<l>secure</l>
					<l>for her</l>
					<l>the attention of our consul at Civita Vecchia and the Consul</l>
					<l>General at Alexandria. I regret extremely for our sakes that</l>
					<l>she is</l>
					<l>not</l>
					<l>to be here this winter - The Marquis goes to Egypt later in</l>
					<l>the winter. Madame Matteucci who came with her pleased</l>
					<l>me even more than on her first visit. Later in the day</l>
					<l>Mrs Tottenham brought in Mrs Stanley, a frank Englishwoman of</l>
					<l>very agreeable manners, and seemingly disposed to be very friendly.</l>
					<l>As her husband is of the family of Lord Derby, she is of course</l>
					<l>in the very best society here, and she gives me some</l>
					<l>information that tends to free me from much embarrassment.</l>
					<l>In the evening Mr Marsh went to Ricasoli&apos;s first evening</l>
					<l>reception. A large number of gentlemen were present, and</l>
					<l>Mr M. thinks he shall be able to pick up</l>
					<l>on these occasions</l>
					<l>a good many</l>
					<l>facts as to individual character &amp; feeling, as well as about political</l>
					<l>matters generally. Talking with Minebrea [Menabrea] about the number of</l>
					<l>Italians who were [illegible] entering the American service, Mr Marsh</l>
					<l>expressed his satisfaction at the prospect of an infusion of</l>
					<l>some of the blood of the Latin races into our population by</l>
					<l>way of antidote against the Celtic element now so large. The</l>
					<l>minister replied, &quot;Ces Irlandais sont embêtés par le <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Catholicism</hi>.&quot;</l>
					<l>He may have coined a word to convey his meaning, but he</l>
					<l>made it plain at least. The signs of the times are certainly</l>
					<l>growing more &amp; more ominous of ruin to the power of him who</l>
					<l>still dares blasphemously to call himself the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Man-God</hi> -, l&apos;-</l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>Uom-Dio.</hi></l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='40'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Nov 13<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>The death of the king of Portugal following so immediately that</l>
					<l>of his young brother, and the alarming illness of Prince</l>
					<l>Auguste excites much comment, and some suspicion at</l>
					<l>least among the common people. The yellow fever is certainly</l>
					<l>a sufficient explanation of this sad mortality, but the people</l>
					<l>will want strong evidence of the fact. The liberals will believe</l>
					<l>that the Jesuits are capable of any amount of wholesale</l>
					<l>murder even of a royal family <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>that</hi></l>
					<l>when it</l>
					<l>has been wicked enough</l>
					<l>to acknowledge the king of Italy and to propose an alliance</l>
					<l>with his rebellious house - that has been, moreover, so</l>
					<l>recreant to the true principles of goverment as to admit</l>
					<l>that even kings should be restrained by laws.</l>
					<l>The Marquis Arconati made us a long visit this morning,</l>
					<l>a man of broad views and most philanthropic spirit.</l>
					<l>I wish some of his Boston friends could have the benefit</l>
					<l>of his remarks upon the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>peculiar</hi> <hi rend='underlined:true;'>institution,</hi> and upon</l>
					<l>the course they have taken with regard to it, especially</l>
					<l>the effect on Europeans of their semi-defence of it when here</l>
					<l>last. - By taking a drive we missed a visit from the</l>
					<l>Bunsens.</l>
					<l>Nov 14<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi>. Our consul for Naples, Dr Armsby, with his wife,</l>
					<l>son and two young ladies belonging to their family party dined</l>
					<l>with us to-day. They seem very right on the great home question</l>
					<l>so far as a vigorous prosecution of the war goes at the least.</l>
					<l>Mrs A__ is very handsome and very wide awake. They</l>
					<l>are well supplied with letters to prominent Obscurantists in</l>
					<l>Italy by the American Ultramontanists - a fact that may give</l>
					<l>them some trouble if they are not very cautious. This is another</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='41'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>proof of the vigilant watch kept upon our diplomatic policy in Italy</l>
					<l>by Hughes and his tools. The amiable Mr Chandler of Philadelphia</l>
					<l>volunteers to advise the new consul as to the associates he should</l>
					<l>cultivate, and furnishes him letters accordingly. Other prominent men</l>
					<l>of the same liberal <hi rend='underlined:true;'>persuasion</hi> have done the same. What Dr. As</l>
					<l>own views may be I don&apos;t know, but if he is but a plain-hearted</l>
					<l>Protestant, uninitiated into the mysteries of the Roman system</l>
					<l>he is in a fair way to be entirely misled as to the actual state</l>
					<l>of things in Italy, and to become an instrument of these crafty</l>
					<l>prelates to propagate</l>
					<l>their</l>
					<l>monstrous misrepresentations. I hope we</l>
					<l>may be able to put him on his guard at least.</l>
					<l>The accounts the Dr &amp; Mr Armsby give of the battle of Bulls</l>
					<l>Run and the panic in Washington that followed it are most</l>
					<l>thrilling - but I feel <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>the</hi></l>
					<l>too</l>
					<l>deeply to write about home matters.</l>
					<l>God save our land - confound treason - and blast with the</l>
					<l>lightning of His own right hand &quot;<hi rend='underlined:true;'>the fair tree of slavery</hi>&quot;! Amen.</l>
					<l>Nov. 15<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> - Baruffi promises us a notice by himself of General</l>
					<l>Crotti di Costigliole who died in Turin a few days since. The</l>
					<l>Abbé dined with the old man in company with a large</l>
					<l>circle of friends about fifteen days ago. Their venerable</l>
					<l>host sat at table with them and was very cheerful, but</l>
					<l>told them he was there to enjoy seeing others dine, not to dine</l>
					<l>himself as he was now of an age when he must again live</l>
					<l>like a child. But though he neither eat nor drank, he</l>
					<l>was merry enough to sing songs, and he favored the company</l>
					<l>with a long one of his own, composed when he was retreating</l>
					<l>from Moscow with Napoleon in that awful winter. I should</l>
					<l>much like to</l>
					<l>have</l>
					<l>heard what music &amp; what verse could be born</l>
					<l>of those scenes &amp; circumstances of horror. The Abbé <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>has</hi> came to us</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='42'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>after having first paid a visit to _ _ an eminent physician of Turin</l>
					<l>who is ill. The patient informed his friend that he was &quot;gravement</l>
					<l>malade,&quot; that he had already been bled five times within two days.</l>
					<l>The Abbé thinks a little more of the same practice will put an</l>
					<l>end to the disease and the sufferer at the same time. He says</l>
					<l>that some twenty years ago, finding a friend of his who was</l>
					<l>ill had already been bled seventeen times, he ventured to</l>
					<l>remonstrate with the attending physician, but to no purpose.</l>
					<l>The patient died of course, but his medical attendant said</l>
					<l>with triumph &quot;I succeeded in arresting the inflamation, however!&quot;</l>
					<l>Sat. Nov. 16<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>The journals continue to be filled with the same con-</l>
					<l>flicting rumors about changes in the ministry. The emperor of</l>
					<l>the French, by adopting Fould&apos;s financial scheme, is considered</l>
					<l>to have made important concessions to the friends of liberal gov.</l>
					<l>A second highway robbery occurred 2 days since between</l>
					<l>Florence &amp; Bologna over the La Futa pass. It is astonishing</l>
					<l>that the goverment does not establish a few small military</l>
					<l>stations at points that command a view of the road</l>
					<l>through the least frequented portions of the pass. The expense</l>
					<l>would be <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>small</hi> inconsiderable and the disgrace saved</l>
					<l>very great. Count Alfieri, one of the deputies, was this time one</l>
					<l>of the plundered.</l>
					<l>Sunday Nov 17<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Baron Poerio, old Bomba&apos;s famous victim, spent</l>
					<l>an hour with us to-day. He seems a man of about fifty five or</l>
					<l>sixty, very quiet in his manner, with a slightly sad <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>expression of</hi></l>
					<l>countenance which however does not detract from the</l>
					<l>expression of</l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>bonhomie</hi></l>
					<l>that is perhaps his most distinguishing characteristic.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='43'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Ten years of imprisonment have not in the least soured this noble</l>
					<l>nature, and so broad is the mantle of his charity that it covers</l>
					<l>Bomba himself at least with the shadow of silence. He however makes</l>
					<l>no secret of his liberalism, though he deeply laments the ill-</l>
					<l>judged, headlong zeal of Mazzini &amp; his partisans. He firmly</l>
					<l>believes in a great future for United Italy, though he is prepared for</l>
					<l>years of patient struggle, sometimes even threatening storms, before</l>
					<l>the haven can be fully reached. Mr. Tourte, the Swiss Minister,</l>
					<l>came in while Poerio was still with us. The conversation at once</l>
					<l>turned on the defeat just sustained by _ F in Switzerland.</l>
					<l>M. Tourte attributes his fall entirely to French intrigues made</l>
					<l>successful</l>
					<l>by uniting the radicals of the Mazzini school wth the reactionists.</l>
					<l>&quot;I do not wish to be intolerant,&quot; - added the Swiss Chargé &quot;but</l>
					<l>really your Catholicism is scarcely</l>
					<l>less</l>
					<l>troublesome to us in Switz-</l>
					<l>erland</l>
					<l>than to you in Italy - it <hi rend='underlined:true;'>is incompatible with free institutions</hi>!&quot; This</l>
					<l>remark, which was made apparently under much excitement, and</l>
					<l>addressed to Poerio, was <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>ands</hi> answered by the latter with a calm</l>
					<l>smile, and, &quot;You are quite right, and we will rejoice together</l>
					<l>when the incubus is removed.&quot; Mr Tourte is, I believe, a true</l>
					<l>patriot, and a frank-hearted man every way. He gave us an</l>
					<l>amusing account of a conversation between several prominent</l>
					<l>members of the diplomatic corps at the club the other evening</l>
					<l>The death of the young king of Portugal being mentioned, it was</l>
					<l>agreed that in him had fallen the only crowned head in Europe</l>
					<l>(except the mysterious one that wears the diadem of France) <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>each</hi></l>
					<l><hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>minister only</hi> that was furnished with even the ordinary modicum</l>
					<l>of brains - each minister only excluding his own agust [august] sovereign</l>
					<l>from the general sentence. It is now currently believed that</l>
					<l>that [sic]</l>
					<l>the</l>
					<l>brutal heir apparent to the throne of Prussia has recently</l>
				</lg>
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					<l>* A curious proof of the utterly untrustworthy character of <hi rend='underlined:true;'>common</hi> reports</l>
					<l>concerning the private life of princes. <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Time</hi> has proved how false all</l>
					<l>these tales were. Nov. 1885.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='45'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>beaten</hi> his wife, - the daughter of the Queen of England! His ill</l>
					<l>treatment of her has long been known*. I had a good deal</l>
					<l>of talk with Mr Tourte about the Gasparins. He is most enthu-</l>
					<l>siastic in his admiration of the genius of the Countess, who, he</l>
					<l>insists, has breathed the feu sacré in her husband - a man</l>
					<l>never distinguished for ability of any kind till she found how</l>
					<l>to kindle him into one of the beacon lights of his time.</l>
					<l>Monday Nov 18<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Ricasoli, it seems, is determined to <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>take</hi></l>
					<l>act upon</l>
					<l>no hints from</l>
					<l>a foreign power that his resignation would be acceptable.</l>
					<l>It is, he says, for his own king and country to sustain him</l>
					<l>or to disapprove his policy. By their decision he will most</l>
					<l>cheerfully abide, but other human master he acknowledges</l>
					<l>none. He may</l>
					<l>very</l>
					<l>possibly be put down by the union of both</l>
					<l>parties of extremists when parliament meets, but a stronger</l>
					<l>hand, a cooler head, a bolder, truer heart will never be</l>
					<l>found to take his place. Heroic he is in its loftiest sense,</l>
					<l>the very stuff of which martyrs are made. The blows</l>
					<l>at the papacy do not slacken. A pamphlet has recently</l>
					<l>been published purporting to be the private history of Pio IX.</l>
					<l>How much of fact there is in it we cannot of course</l>
					<l>say, but it is fully credited by the common people &amp;</l>
					<l>will not help his popularity. Thousands of copies are already</l>
					<l>in circulation. Madame</l>
					<l>Barthelagns [Bartholeyns]</l>
					<l>came to me again to-day -</l>
					<l>and I feel quite sure of a true friend in her. She is very</l>
					<l>lovely - Mr <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Rice,</hi> our consul at Genoa, came to take leave</l>
					<l>and Mr Marsh (forgetting I supposed for the moment that he had</l>
					<l>married an Irish lady who was most likely a R. Catholic)</l>
					<l>said to him, in alluding to the good opinion that many persons</l>
					<l>had formerly entertained of Pius Ninth, &quot;I am happy to say I was</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='46'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>never taken in by him. Talk of a good pope? You might</l>
					<l>as well talk of a good devil! The one is as possible as the</l>
					<l>other.&quot; I reminded him, after Mr Rice</l>
					<l>left;</l>
					<l>of the nationality of</l>
					<l>his wife. &quot;I did not forget it,&quot; he said, &quot;but we have American</l>
					<l>sympathizers with that Roman tyranny on all sides of us, &amp;</l>
					<l>I shall speak wherever there is any chance that my words</l>
					<l>may have some weight.&quot;</l>
					<l>Tuesday, Nov. 19.</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh went this morning to the</l>
					<l>Stupinigi, on a hunting party by invitation from the Grand</l>
					<l>cacciatore of <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>his</hi> S. M.</l>
					<l>The game was abundant, but</l>
					<l>the skill of the sportsmen not remarkable. Mr Marsh</l>
					<l>brought home two hares and</l>
					<l>a</l>
					<l>pheasant, and though this is his</l>
					<l>first</l>
					<l>experiment after twenty years of complete non-practice</l>
					<l>none of the rest did better. It was a pleasant recreation</l>
					<l>for all, however, and gave Mr Marsh an opportunity to see</l>
					<l>[illegible] his [illegible] brother diplomats more familiarly than he has</l>
					<l>done before - also some of the principal officers about the king.</l>
					<l>His kingship dodged as usual. The de Castros came in</l>
					<l>just before dinner - they are much distressed at the death</l>
					<l>of their young king of whose rare virtues and accomplishments</l>
					<l>they, and all who have known him here, speak with sad</l>
					<l>enthusiasm. His heroic self-devotion during the prevalence of</l>
					<l>the yellow-fever <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>that</hi></l>
					<l>which</l>
					<l>carried off 13000 of the inhabitants</l>
					<l>of Lisbon, has no parallel in royal annals since the days</l>
					<l>St. Louis. Our little princess Pia may well mourn over</l>
					<l>an event that deprives her of such a bridegroom, and throws</l>
					<l>her perhaps into the power of some royal brute alike de-</l>
					<l>ficient in heart and brains.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='47'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Nov. 20<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>The adjourned parliament met this morning - for details</l>
					<l>of its proceedings see paper on previous page. We should be inconsolable</l>
					<l>at the terms offered the pope, if it were well understood that they</l>
					<l>were submitted only to put the Italian Government in the right past</l>
					<l>dispute on the part of the most zealous bigot, but under the most</l>
					<l>entire certainty that the besotted old daddy who styles himself the</l>
					<l>Uom-Dio would never accept them. Ricasoli was as calm before</l>
					<l>the chamber as Socrates could have been.</l>
					<l>The royal physician, Riberi, on whom the Sangrados of Turin</l>
					<l>have</l>
					<l>been</l>
					<l>practising for the last week, was</l>
					<l>to-day</l>
					<l>gathered to his fathers with a</l>
					<l>pomp &amp; circumstance truly imposing.</l>
					<l>The young man taken with other brigands and shot at S. Giovanni</l>
					<l>was a nephew of Marshal Arnaud.</l>
					<l>Nov 21<hi rend='superscript:true;'>st</hi></l>
					<l>The papers say to-night that the opposition will</l>
					<l>have to baisser la tête, before Ricasoli who stands so firm</l>
					<l>and cool. We shall see. Madame Pulszky spent a half</l>
					<l>hour with me this afternoon. She says her husband is dis-</l>
					<l>-tressed that our government does not take the only</l>
					<l>distinct issue possible in this civil war, and put itself</l>
					<l>in the right before the whole world. He thinks the course</l>
					<l>of the Italian government in thus temporizing, a no</l>
					<l>less grave mistake.</l>
					<l>Friday Nov 22.</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh found a very agreeable company with</l>
					<l>Baron Ricasoli this evening - among them Salvagnoli</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='48'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>the distinguished <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>engineer</hi></l>
					<l>doctor</l>
					<l>who has the chief direction of the</l>
					<l>drainage of the Maremme. Mr Marsh learned many curious</l>
					<l>facts from him and the engineer was equally delighted</l>
					<l>to find some one who took so lively an interest in this</l>
					<l>great project which has fairly earned for itself the title</l>
					<l>of a success. The premier himself sent over, a day or two</l>
					<l>since some very interesting books on the subject and Mr</l>
					<l>Marsh intends to visit this remarkable locality in person</l>
					<l>this Spring if he can get leave from the State Department.</l>
					<l>He had also a good deal of talk with Sauli who was</l>
					<l>the first minister from Sardinia to the Ottoman port.</l>
					<l>He was delighted to find that Mr Marsh had also been</l>
					<l>so long in Constantinople. In alluding to the length</l>
					<l>of time since his own mission there, he <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>h</hi> told Mr Marsh</l>
					<l>that it was before he, Mr Marsh, was born. On being asked to</l>
					<l>name the year he said it was 1825. &quot;vous n&apos;étiez du moins</l>
					<l>qu&apos;un nourisson à ce temps là.&quot; Mr Marsh assured him that</l>
					<l>he was something of a boy at that time.</l>
					<l>Saturday Nov 23.</l>
					<l>Every body is glad to learn today that</l>
					<l>General Cialdini has been pacified and resumes his</l>
					<l>military command. It is also asserted that Garibaldi</l>
					<l>has been appointed commanding general of the Italian</l>
					<l>Volunteer Corps. This would seem to indicate some change</l>
					<l>of policy, though no one ventures to predict what. Things</l>
					<l>look very serious in the Neapolitan provinces. Towns of</l>
					<l>considerable size are sacked by the marauders who are</l>
					<l>aided and abetted by the pope and fugitive Francis.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='49'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>An engagement took place lately between the government</l>
					<l>forces and these royal and consecrated brigands in which</l>
					<l>the loss of life was very great. San Martino has ac-</l>
					<l>-cepted a place in the Ministry*.</l>
					<l>*a mistake</l>
					<l>Madame Benedetti,</l>
					<l>who made me a visit today, charmed me not less</l>
					<l>than at our first interview.</l>
					<l>Sunday, 24<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> Nov.</l>
					<l>Sir James Hudson came in with Dr Savagn-</l>
					<l>ola this morning. There is a fascinating, friendly frankness</l>
					<l>about Sir James which seems the result of a good heart no</l>
					<l>less than of good-breeding. The worthy doctor with his limping</l>
					<l>French and his unhappy Florentine <hi rend='underlined:true;'>gha</hi> was well nigh</l>
					<l>unintelligible. Luckily I happened to be in a good mood,</l>
					<l>and the spirit of divination was strong upon me, so</l>
					<l>we got on nicely. Matteucci made us merry for a half</l>
					<l>hour. There [is] something satirical in his whole manner &amp;</l>
					<l>conversation - very good-natured now, but I should</l>
					<l>fancy that later in life it might assume something</l>
					<l>of the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>cynical</hi>. Speaking of Franklin he said, after</l>
					<l>much high praise, &quot;mais il etait très fin, tres rusé, cet</l>
					<l>animal là!&quot;</l>
					<l>Monday, Nov 25<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Our news from America is in some</l>
					<l>respects more encouraging - the naval expedition</l>
					<l>has met with some success at least, though not all</l>
					<l>we could have wished. Fremont&apos;s removal fills me with</l>
					<l>indignation for many reasons - not the least being my</l>
					<l>conviction that he has been <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>they</hi></l>
					<l>a</l>
					<l>marytr [illegible]</l>
					<l>to</l>
					<l>his manly</l>
					<l>proclamation.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='50'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Tuesday Nov. 26</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh went to Baron Ricasoli&apos;s reception</l>
					<l>again this evening - found a large number as usual. There</l>
					<l>seems however to be something like depression on the minds</l>
					<l>of the wisest liberals. The immense difficulties in the way of</l>
					<l>any <hi rend='underlined:true;'>evident</hi> progress</l>
					<l>towards Rome &amp; Venice,</l>
					<l>give a lever of great power into the hands</l>
					<l>of the violent Mazzinists.</l>
					<l>Wednesday, Nov 27<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>We have a very interesting letter to-day from</l>
					<l>Mr Norton of Cambridge. He judges the course of the</l>
					<l>administration just as Mr Marsh has done at this distance.</l>
					<l>Would to heaven we could have a little more hon-</l>
					<l>esty and a little more manhood in our councils!</l>
					<l>Mr Norton writes hopefully as to the steady progress of</l>
					<l>right opinion among the people and believes that slavery</l>
					<l>has already received a mortal wound. He announces</l>
					<l>the death of Mrs Putnam&apos;s only son, a fine youth of 21</l>
					<l>killed</l>
					<l>in the wretched affair of Ball&apos;s Bluff. Oh the boundless</l>
					<l>guilt of such a rebellion! God help the mother - she has</l>
					<l>proved her faith by her works. Dr Holmes&apos; son</l>
					<l>also received a severe wound.</l>
					<l>Thursday Nov. 28</l>
					<l>We drive out <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>now</hi> almost every day <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>abute</hi></l>
					<l>about three. A more lovely autumn can hardly be</l>
					<l>imagined. Thermometer about 40. Fahr. morning &amp; evening,</l>
					<l>during the day about 50 - but always clear for several hours</l>
					<l>every day, and the mountains are now most gorgeous.</l>
					<l>Scarcely an hour&apos;s rain for months <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>&amp;</hi>.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='51'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Friday, Nov 29</l>
					<l>Held a council with Mrs Stanley this morning about</l>
					<l>visits etc - Mr Stanley came in before all the great questions</l>
					<l>were settled, and was so much excited about the outrage</l>
					<l>committed on the English flag by our Government that</l>
					<l>we could talk of nothing else. Mr Marsh went to a</l>
					<l>royal hunt at Racconigi</l>
					<l>to-day,</l>
					<l>but it was Hamlet without</l>
					<l>the prince - the king, as usual, not being there. The</l>
					<l>diplomatic corps however seem to enjoy these excursions very</l>
					<l>much. Sir James Hudson thinks nothing will come of the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Trent</hi></l>
					<l>&amp; San Jacinto affair. I trust so for the sake of humanity.</l>
					<l>Sat. Nov. 30<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi>,</l>
					<l>Miss Roberts, who has just returned from an excursion</l>
					<l>to Florence, reports the English visitors &amp; residents there as</l>
					<l>very generally wishing for the return of the Grand. Duke.</l>
					<l>The best reason they have to give is the increased dear-</l>
					<l>ness of living there under the sway of the &quot;re galantuomo&quot;.</l>
					<l>It is certainly quite natural that when the poor are</l>
					<l>paid for their labour the rich can be served only</l>
					<l>at an increased expense, and it is a very selfish</l>
					<l>thing on the part of the Tuscans not to be willing</l>
					<l>to endure an infamous tyranny in order that certain</l>
					<l>Englishmen may come to Florence to enjoy a delicious</l>
					<l>climate and all the treasures of art, and at the same</l>
					<l>save money enough to make a more decided figure</l>
					<l>in London the next season. Things look a little</l>
					<l>dark for the good cause just now - but when I see this</l>
					<l>retrograde spirit manifested by the European &amp; English</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='52'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>aristocracy generally, I often think of a remark of Madame</l>
					<l>Wildenbruck, the wife of the Prussian minister then at</l>
					<l>Constantinople. Speaking of the retrograde movements</l>
					<l>after the revolutions of &apos;48, she said, &quot;The people, on</l>
					<l>those occasions <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>should</hi> showed so much moderation,</l>
					<l>took no revenge for old wrongs - and now we are</l>
					<l>proving false to all our most sacred promises -</l>
					<l>oh, I tell our princes a day will come in which</l>
					<l>the nations will rise with a different spirit from</l>
					<l>that of &apos;48 and then there will be no more pardon.&quot;</l>
					<l>Sunday, Dec 1<hi rend='superscript:true;'>st</hi></l>
					<l>Count de Masignac, secretary of the French</l>
					<l>Legation, paid us a visit this morning - a quiet gentle-</l>
					<l>manlike person with no nonsense about him. The</l>
					<l>Hochschilds came in later - they both speak English</l>
					<l>well. Rumors of the breaking up of the It__ Ministry</l>
					<l>very current again to-day. Prospect of a war between</l>
					<l>America &amp; England not diminishing as it seems most</l>
					<l>likely that the commanding officer of the San Jacinto</l>
					<l>had positive orders from his government to do as he did.</l>
					<l>Monday Dec 2.</l>
					<l>Between the melancholy prospect of war between</l>
					<l>England &amp; the U.S. and the anxious aspect of Italian affairs</l>
					<l>we feel rather blue. Still to-day the probabilities are that</l>
					<l>Wilks [Wilkes] acted without orders in which case the Trent</l>
					<l>difficulty may be more easily adjusted.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='53'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Mr Wheeler, our consul at Genoa, came to Turin Dec 3, on his way</l>
					<l>to Paris and thence to America. He has been quite unwell, and is miserably</l>
					<l>homesick - the latter being, we think, the cause of his illness. We</l>
					<l>persuaded him to give up going further, and to return to</l>
					<l>Genoa till he was better able to bear the winter journey to Paris.</l>
					<l>In the mean time he may perhaps recover his courage.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='54'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Madame Plana &amp; daughter were with me this morning.</l>
					<l>Tuesday 3<hi rend='superscript:true;'>d</hi> Dec</l>
					<l>Mrs Tottenham told me this morning some</l>
					<l>thing of the history of the duke de Sforza &amp;</l>
					<l>his English wife - The duke, it seems, was detested</l>
					<l>and disowned by his mother in his very baby hood,</l>
					<l>- she having conceived a suspicion that he was a <hi rend='underlined:true;'>changeling</hi>.</l>
					<l>Then came confiscation &amp; banishment from the Roman</l>
					<l>Territory - his birth place - and he finally saw himself</l>
					<l>reduced to the necessity of earning his own bread, which he</l>
					<l>did very successfully by miniature-painting. He married</l>
					<l>in England &amp; now fortune smiles again and he is affluent</l>
					<l>&amp; respected, though not permitted to return to Rome.</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh was again at baron Ricasoli&apos;s this evening, but</l>
					<l>few persons except the dip. corps were present - the</l>
					<l>deputies etc being in caucus.</l>
					<l>Wednesday 4th Dec</l>
					<l>We left a few cards to-day on some persons</l>
					<l>whom it is said to be <hi rend='underlined:true;'>de riguer</hi> to visit &amp; we may</l>
					<l>have a good deal more to do in this way later.</l>
					<l>Garibaldi arrived in Turin to-day.</l>
					<l>Thursday 5<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> Dec</l>
					<l>We dined at the French ministers this eveng</l>
					<l>and nearly all the dip. corps were present. The dinner</l>
					<l>was magnificent, the host agreeable, the hostess most</l>
					<l>facinatingly amiable. Without being positively beautiful</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='55'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Madame Benedetti takes all hearts. The ladies were</l>
					<l>well dressed and generally fine-looking. The Countess</l>
					<l>Castiglione appeared very amiable - but is plain - the</l>
					<l>Countess Arborio de Gattinara very pretty, and blazing</l>
					<l>with diamonds. Mr Marsh went to <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>Rattazzi</hi></l>
					<l>Ratazzi&apos;s reception after the dinner. He says this</l>
					<l>rival of Ricasoli is a man of very pleasing address.</l>
					<l>Friday Dec 6. A very quiet day - no visitors except Mme Matteucci</l>
					<l>and Miss Roberts - the latter gave an amusing account of a scene</l>
					<l>in the Chambers</l>
					<l>yesterday,</l>
					<l>the heroine of which was a dame who says</l>
					<l>she is a French-woman by birth, an Italian by election, and</l>
					<l>claims a Count __ of Rome for her husband. She wore</l>
					<l>the</l>
					<l>scarlet Garibaldi jacket - her bonnet garnished with red, white</l>
					<l>and green - and she made a low running commentary on</l>
					<l>the debate as it proceeded - her remarks eliciting, from the</l>
					<l>gentlemen of the opposition near her, frequent repressed plaudits</l>
					<l>of, &quot;<hi rend='underlined:true;'>bene</hi>! bene! benissimo!&quot; Garibaldi left for Genoa suddenly this</l>
					<l>morning - giving few time to see him.</l>
					<l>Saturday Dec 7<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>My first regular reception day and evening.</l>
					<l>Every thing went off pleasantly. Our visitors, as I wished it should</l>
					<l>be the first time, were not numerous, but sufficiently so</l>
					<l>to make those who came feel at ease. Madame di Lima</l>
					<l>grows more &amp; more interesting to me, and now the first ice</l>
					<l>has given way, I find her warmhearted &amp; frank, as well as very</l>
					<l>sensible. Mrs Bartholeyns brought Mme Berghmans with</l>
					<l>her - a Philadelphian recently married to Mr Blondel&apos;s sec.</l>
					<l>of Legation - the lady, I fancy, belongs to our aristocracy of</l>
					<l>wealth. The chief talk of those who had been in Parliament</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='56'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>to-day, was the extraordinary behaviour of the Franco-Italian</l>
					<l>lady who made herself so conspicuous on thursday. It seems she</l>
					<l>went to the Chambers again on Friday, and encouraged by the</l>
					<l>applause of the preceeding day, she raised her voice, when</l>
					<l>she wished to make a note on the speaker&apos;s remarks, so that she</l>
					<l>was distinctly heard over the whole immense hall. An allusion</l>
					<l>being made to the anxiety of the Romans to shake off the</l>
					<l>Pope altogether - the [illegible] red woman cried out, &quot;yes,</l>
					<l>yes! they would turn him out neck &amp; heels, if the French</l>
					<l>would let them!&quot; This</l>
					<l>was</l>
					<l>more than the Chamber thought quite</l>
					<l>consistent with its dignity to permit, and a <hi rend='underlined:true;'>guardiano</hi> was</l>
					<l>sent to escort this female patriot out of the Tribune.</l>
					<l>Saturday, however, she was again in her place, and after</l>
					<l>a heroic and successful effort of some hours to control</l>
					<l>the spirit that possessed her, the name of the Pope <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>again</hi></l>
					<l>proved too much for her, <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>and</hi> she exclaimed, &quot;He is Anti-</l>
					<l>Christ! he is AntiChrist!&quot; - and again the disturber of the</l>
					<l>peace was <hi rend='underlined:true;'>ejaculated</hi>. Perhaps it is well to have incidents</l>
					<l>like these to talk about, as in this way we manage to avoid</l>
					<l>the momentous political questions of the hour which fill</l>
					<l>the thoughts of all, but which cannot prudently be discussed</l>
					<l>among those who differ so widely in opinion - whose interests</l>
					<l>seem so diverse.</l>
					<l>Sunday Dec 8<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Mr Duro, the Spanish chargé, came</l>
					<l>in this evening - his French, though fluent &amp; correct, is so</l>
					<l>marked by a Spanish accent as to confuse his auditor.</l>
					<l>He, like most of his <hi rend='underlined:true;'>persuasion</hi> here, is an agreeable man</l>
					<l>socially, but does not impress one with the idea of much force.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='57'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Monday, 9th Dec</l>
					<l>The discussions are still warm in parliament.</l>
					<l>but the opposition lack a leader and unity of purpose.</l>
					<l>Ricasoli keeps perfectly cool, and, strong in the consciousness</l>
					<l>of his own pure purposes, he fears only for the cause, not</l>
					<l>for himself. As Mr Duro said last evening, there can be but</l>
					<l>one opinion of the character of this man. We are so distracted</l>
					<l>by the state of our own country, however, that our interest in</l>
					<l>Italian affairs, if not less deep, is less hopeful than it once was.</l>
					<l>Tuesday, Dec 10<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>The Countess Castiglione paid me a visit to-day.</l>
					<l>She is the most <hi rend='underlined:true;'>intelligent</hi> woman I have met here - has</l>
					<l>evidently <hi rend='underlined:true;'>thought</hi> a good deal more than she has read, &amp;</l>
					<l>is not the less fresh for that. She is not handsome, but has</l>
					<l>charming manners. Speaking of America, she said, &quot;Oh, we</l>
					<l>are <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>so</hi> sorry to see a break among your States, just now,</l>
					<l>especially, when we have been struggling <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>to so</hi> hard for a</l>
					<l>United Italy, and we have pointed to you <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>so often</hi> as</l>
					<l>a proof that a people may be <hi rend='underlined:true;'>free</hi> and yet peaceful &amp;</l>
					<l>orderly.&quot; I said, &quot;but you know, it is <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Slavery,</hi> not Freedom,</l>
					<l>that has brought this shame upon us.&quot; &quot;Yes, yes, and it</l>
					<l>seems to me <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>so</hi> strange that your Government does not</l>
					<l>take this occasion to crush it forever.&quot; I had no other</l>
					<l>answer than to express the <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>believe</hi> belief that its des-</l>
					<l>truction was inevitable.</l>
					<l>Wednesday Dec 11.</l>
					<l>Our old friend Baron</l>
					<l>Tecco, minister from Sardinia to Constantinople when</l>
					<l>we first knew him, now just returned from Spain, was</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='58'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>with us an hour to-day. He insists that France might have settled</l>
					<l>the difficulty between Italy &amp; Spain if she had wished to do so.</l>
					<l>He further more asserts that in all negotiations between France</l>
					<l>&amp; England, the latter is made the dupe of the former by the</l>
					<l>superior <hi rend='underlined:true;'>craft</hi> of the Emperor &amp; his ministers. He agrees</l>
					<l>intirely with Mr Marsh in the opinion that France is</l>
					<l>now doing her utmost to excite a war between E. &amp; Am.</l>
					<l>solely for the purpose of making herself mistress of Europe</l>
					<l>the moment the strength of England shall be drawn off</l>
					<l>by a war with us. Mr Marsh sounded the Baron a</l>
					<l>little as to the policy of Victor Emmanuel&apos;s offering himself</l>
					<l>as mediator between the two powes [powers] now in so threatening an</l>
					<l>attitude towards each other, but he evidently does not think</l>
					<l>it safe for Italy to risk irritating either of two parties both</l>
					<l>of whom</l>
					<l>now</l>
					<l>profess a strong interest in her prosperity. Mr M</l>
					<l>received a very gentlemanly letter from C. Schurz on this</l>
					<l>subject yesterday. Mrs Stanley came in to tell me of a</l>
					<l>conversation of hers with the Marchesa Doria, and to propose</l>
					<l>that I <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>shall</hi> should make the Marchesa my aidecamp</l>
					<l>in this my first social campaign here.</l>
					<l>The vote whether the ministry should be sustained</l>
					<l>or not was taken to-day - and the Opposition proved</l>
					<l>about seventy to two hundred &amp; twenty. [illegible] Of course</l>
					<l>the ministry stands firm.</l>
					<l>Dec 12<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Mr Marsh went with Mrs Stanley to the</l>
					<l>Duchess Sforza&apos;s this evening - a large reception, but</l>
					<l>ladies in <hi rend='underlined:true;'>robes montantes</hi>, dark silks generally. He</l>
					<l>made many pleasant acquaintances - some remarkable</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='59'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>We saw the other morning a baker who had a</l>
					<l>number of iron pails filled</l>
					<l>with</l>
					<l>brightly kindled coals</l>
					<l>which he seemed to be carrying from house to</l>
					<l>house where he was taking his bread for the morning.</l>
					<l>On inquiry we were told that many families had no</l>
					<l>other fire during the winter than this which is furnished</l>
					<l>each day by the baker. They call the coals so lighted,</l>
					<l>&apos;<hi rend='underlined:true;'>braze</hi>,&apos; and this fire is left in the room till it goes</l>
					<l>quite out. The air is somewhat softened in this way, and</l>
					<l>it is found more economical than any other mode of</l>
					<l>getting the little artificial heat which the Italian thinks</l>
					<l>consistent with health.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='60'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>ones - for example two officers who had served in the Russian</l>
					<l>campaign with Napoleon. One of these officers <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>was</hi> is</l>
					<l>now ninety years old, and the other, though a boy</l>
					<l>compared with him, is no nursling according to the</l>
					<l>common standard. These brothers in arms met, for the first</l>
					<l>time since that fatal Retreat, some weeks ago and the</l>
					<l>the [sic] scene is said by Mrs Stanley, who brought it about,</l>
					<l>to have been very touching.</l>
					<l>Dec 13<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Miss Blackwell came to us from Florence to-day. Mr Marsh</l>
					<l>made visits with Mrs Stanly [Stanley] - likes the social aspect of things very well.</l>
					<l>If our country and the world generally were less <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Ishmaelitish</hi></l>
					<l>we should manage to be well contented.</l>
					<l>Dec 14<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>The Countess Castiglione came to see me at one this</l>
					<l>morning to make some arrangements about our presentation to</l>
					<l>the Duchess of Genoa. The Duchess wished me to be presented</l>
					<l>immediately after Mr Marsh on Monday in full court-dress</l>
					<l>train &amp; all, &amp; after my own audience she wished me to present</l>
					<l>La Baronne Hochschild and Madame de Bunsen. I saw at once</l>
					<l>that more <hi rend='underlined:true;'>standing</hi> would be required to go through all this</l>
					<l>than was possible for me &amp; told the Countess it would</l>
					<l>be utterly out of my power to do all this. She very</l>
					<l>kindly said she had anticipated this, knowing my</l>
					<l>very delicate health, and had told her Royal Highness</l>
					<l>she thought it out of the question - that on this</l>
					<l>suggestion the Duchess had said that if I preferred</l>
					<l>she would give me an <hi rend='underlined:true;'>audience particulière</hi> some</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='61'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>other day, and I might depute my rights as <hi rend='underlined:true;'>doyenne</hi> to</l>
					<l>Madame Benedetti. This proposal I accepted thankfully.</l>
					<l>The Countess is very charming in manner and I should</l>
					<l>think no less so in character, with much thought &amp; culture.</l>
					<l>She is <hi rend='underlined:true;'>liberal</hi> in the highest sense of the word.</l>
					<l>After the Countess left me a perfect tide of Ministers &amp; Ministresses</l>
					<l>Marquises Comtesses &amp; Baronnes flowed in till 5 in the</l>
					<l>evening. Among them were many nice, charming people</l>
					<l>at a first interview. The eveni[n]g circle was more</l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>democratic.</hi> Among my day visitors was that wonderfully</l>
					<l>graceful creature, the Countess Ghiselieri.</l>
					<l>Sunday 15 Dec</l>
					<l>To-day we are startled &amp; shocked by the news of</l>
					<l>the death of Prince Albert of England. Poor Victoria! The great ones</l>
					<l>of the earth are falling fearfully around us, while the war-notes</l>
					<l>of the angry nations grow more &amp; more terrible. These are</l>
					<l>days of great import, but who is bold enought to presume to</l>
					<l>explain their tremendous significance!</l>
					<l>Pulszky says his letters from England say the Barings</l>
					<l>have no fear of war between E. &amp; America - bankers</l>
					<l>are not the least reliable of straws by which to</l>
					<l>judge of the wind.</l>
					<l>Monday 16<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> Dec</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh was received by</l>
					<l>S.A.R. the Duchess of Genoa to-day at 1/2 past 3. The Count</l>
					<l>Sartirana de Brëme first met him, then Count Castiglione</l>
					<l>&amp; [illegible] Count Gattinara were presented to him. Soon</l>
					<l>after the charming Countess Castiglione came into the room</l>
					<l>talked with him a few minutes &amp; then joined the Duchess</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='62'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Almost immediately after the door of the Duchess&apos; appartment</l>
					<l>was thrown open and Mr M__ <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>was</hi> entered quite alone.</l>
					<l>The Duchess advanced some steps towards him as he</l>
					<l><hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>advanced</hi> approached her, and they both continued standing</l>
					<l>during the interview. Her Royal Highness was [illegible] easy</l>
					<l>and affable, and the conversation lasted about ten minutes.</l>
					<l>The Countess Castiglione &amp; the Countess Gattinara stood</l>
					<l>behind the Duchess in black velvet dresses with trains of about</l>
					<l>two yards in length - the Duchess herself, too, was in black</l>
					<l>the court being in mourning for the king of Portugal. Mr M.</l>
					<l>thought the Duchess sensible, and was as charmed with the </l>
					<l>Countess Castiglione as I have been.</l>
					<l>Tuesday, Dec 17<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> </l>
					<l>A note from the Countess Castiglione sent</l>
					<l>at 3 in the afternoon, fixes tomorrow 1/2 past 3 for my</l>
					<l>private audience with the Duchess, and requests me</l>
					<l>to come in <hi rend='underlined:true;'>robe montante</hi> and [illegible] <hi rend='underlined:true;'>denil</hi> or demi-denil.</l>
					<l>This forces me to have a <hi rend='underlined:true;'>corsage montant</hi> of black</l>
					<l>velvet, made during the night &amp; morning, as having</l>
					<l>first been requested to come <hi rend='underlined:true;'>de colletée</hi> I have only</l>
					<l>the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>low</hi> body ready. The Countess, I am sure, asked</l>
					<l>the Duchess to receive me in this dress as more comfort-</l>
					<l>able for me, which it certainly will be.</l>
					<l>Wednesday Dec 18<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Mr Marsh went with me to the palace where</l>
					<l>I was received first by the Countess C. then by her R. H.</l>
					<l>Though the Countess conducted me to the presence of the</l>
					<l>Duchess, she did not in any way announce me, it being of</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='63'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>course</l>
					<l>more complimentary to my position to leave me to myself.</l>
					<l>Her Highness, who was in black velvet, with violet ribbons</l>
					<l>in a pretty morning cap, received me by rising and ad-</l>
					<l>vancing a few steps towards me, then placed me on the</l>
					<l>sofa by her, and we talked as any other ladies might</l>
					<l>on a morning visit, for about ten or fifteen minutes. The</l>
					<l>Duchess then rose, and I of course immediately took</l>
					<l>my leave. The only respect in which the interview</l>
					<l>differed from any ordinary visit was the necessity of</l>
					<l>of [sic] getting out of the long drawing room without turning my</l>
					<l>back upon the Duchess. This required no small amount</l>
					<l>of <hi rend='underlined:true;'>gymnastic</hi> curtseying to cover the awkwardness of the</l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>manoeuvre</hi>, but thanks to the absence of the train, it</l>
					<l>was not so difficult as it might have been. After very</l>
					<l>kindly expressions of sympathy for my delicate health etc.</l>
					<l>the Duchess asked many intelligent questions about our Oriental</l>
					<l>life &amp; travels, then talked of the United States, the war, etc</l>
					<l>and finally spoke with admiration of the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>vie</hi></l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>serieuse</hi> which she understood to be so common</l>
					<l>among the ladies of New England. By this <hi rend='underlined:true;'>vie</hi></l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>serieuse</hi> she evidently did not mean a <hi rend='underlined:true;'>vie devote</hi></l>
					<l>but simply a life of earnest occupation. I was surprised</l>
					<l>to find she had ever given a thought to our habits</l>
					<l>in this respect. - Mr Marsh went to Ratazzi&apos;s</l>
					<l>reception this evening - but few present parliament having</l>
					<l>a night session.</l>
					<l>Thursday Dec 19<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>We had a fine drive to-day - the trees gorgeous</l>
					<l>with icicles &amp; frost - the mountains resplendent with sunshine</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='64'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>&amp; snow. Thermometer about 30 Fahr - Mr Marsh went <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>in</hi></l>
					<l>to see the Countess D&apos;Adda, wife of the Gov. a very pretty</l>
					<l>woman.</l>
					<l>Friday 20<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Our thoughts are so much absorbed by</l>
					<l>the condition of our own country, and especially with</l>
					<l>the threatened war with England - in which we do not yet</l>
					<l>believe - that the events transpiring here, important as</l>
					<l>they are, scarcely fix our attention. The ministry here</l>
					<l>is said to be again in danger, but we doubt whether</l>
					<l>it can be overthrown at present.</l>
					<l>To-day I brought my two <hi rend='underlined:true;'>strong-minded</hi> Englishwomen</l>
					<l>Miss Blackwell &amp; Miss Roberts together. Never were two</l>
					<l>forces more repellant. They gave each other <hi rend='underlined:true;'>one</hi></l>
					<l>keen glance and I saw at once that all was over,</l>
					<l>before any thing but a salute had been exchanged.</l>
					<l>We drove for two hours, I vainly <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>endeavoring</hi> endeavouring</l>
					<l>to overcome the antagonism on some one topic</l>
					<l>at least. When we had set down Miss Roberts at</l>
					<l>her own door I asked Miss B. why she had been</l>
					<l>so perverse as not to talk with her. She answered</l>
					<l>&quot;I found her at the first glance <hi rend='underlined:true;'>so aggressive</hi> that</l>
					<l>I could not speak to her without a sensation of <hi rend='underlined:true;'>revolt</hi>.</l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>The very tie of her bonnet strings</hi> was defiant.&quot; I was</l>
					<l>too much diverted to defend poor Miss R. - who, I dare</l>
					<l>say, was impressed not much more pleasantly by Miss B.</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh went with Mrs Stanley to the Countess D&apos;Aglié</l>
					<l>and to the Countess Sclopis this eveni[n]g finding a few of</l>
					<l>the elite of Turin at both places.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
			<pb n='65'/>
			<p>
				<lg>
					<l>Saturday Dec. 21<hi rend='superscript:true;'>st</hi></l>
					<l>This morning my visitors were numerous</l>
					<l>and to a stranger at least very interesting. The</l>
					<l>Countess Robilant, daughter of the Prussian Minister to Sardinia,</l>
					<l>Truchsess, and the favorite of Carlo Alberto, was among</l>
					<l>the number. She is no longer a beauty, but decidedly</l>
					<l>an elegant woman. She and the Marquise D&apos;Arvillars,</l>
					<l>who was also here, <hi rend='underlined:true;'>were</hi>, perhaps even now <hi rend='underlined:true;'>are</hi>, at</l>
					<l>the head of the Turinese <hi rend='underlined:true;'>grand</hi> <hi rend='underlined:true;'>monde</hi>. The Marquise is</l>
					<l>very affable, and, though not handsome, good-looking. The</l>
					<l>Marchesa Doria is a very striking woman, and</l>
					<l>rather brilliant in conversation, but out of the eighteen</l>
					<l>titled dames none pleased me so much as Madame</l>
					<l>Peruzzi, the wife of the minister. She is a Florentine,</l>
					<l>a cousin of Baron Ricasoli, and full of fire and true</l>
					<l>independence. The Marchesa St Germain is still very</l>
					<l>beautiful, though she was at Constantinople at the time</l>
					<l>of the destruction of the janizaries and old enough to</l>
					<l>remember it well - and though she has lost a</l>
					<l>husband to whom she was devotedly attached and six</l>
					<l>children. She seems like one who has suffered.</l>
					<l>The Countess Castagnetto, a lady of the <hi rend='underlined:true;'>taboret</hi>, is</l>
					<l>a charming dame of the olden time.</l>
					<l>In the evening there were many more persons than on the</l>
					<l>two preceeding saturdays, and every body seemed satisfied.</l>
					<l>About half the dip. C. were present - Matteucci, the Pulszkys</l>
					<l>and several other <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>notorieties</hi> notorieties.</l>
				</lg>
			</p>
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					<l>Sunday Dec 22</l>
					<l>Miss Blackwell left for Paris this evening - otherwise</l>
					<l>a very quiet day. The cold is steadily but slowly increasing</l>
					<l>the thermometer having at last fallen to 22 F.</l>
					<l>Monday Dec 23</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh had several visits to pay this morning -</l>
					<l>among others to the Countess Castiglione. I did not go out</l>
					<l>and in fact felt very tired all day. It is pleasant to know</l>
					<l>that with the spring we may hope for a release from these</l>
					<l>social duties, and the mountains and the sea will once more</l>
					<l>be our kingdoms.</l>
					<l>Tuesday Dec 24</l>
					<l>In returning some of my visits to-day, by a mistake</l>
					<l>of mine <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>about</hi> in the name of a lady who came on Saturday,</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh went to see the Marquesa Rorà with whom</l>
					<l>we had not even exchanged cards. The lady however, who</l>
					<l>is an invalid, received him so cordially in her chamber &amp;</l>
					<l>and took the visit so naturally that we cannot speak of</l>
					<l>it as a mistake and must [illegible] make the best we can</l>
					<l>of it. The Marquesa was in her bed to which she</l>
					<l>is confined, and yet</l>
					<l>she</l>
					<l>did the honors of a hostess with the</l>
					<l>greatest composure. She is particularly handsome and</l>
					<l>has great courtesy of manner. She promised to take us</l>
					<l>next summer to her country-seat near Pignerol<hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>le</hi>.</l>
					<l>Wednesday, Dec 25.</l>
					<l><hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>An</hi> A very quiet Christmas at home - except that</l>
					<l>we went in the evening to the Teatro Reggio which opened to day.</l>
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					<l>The orchestra was fine, very fine, the singers only respectable,</l>
					<l>but the ballet was admirable. One young creature performed</l>
					<l>feats that Fanny Elsler would have found impossible. As</l>
					<l>with music so with the dance, each generation seems gifted</l>
					<l>with <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>superior</hi> physical powers <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>for</hi> of execution</l>
					<l>superior to the last</l>
					<l>but is there</l>
					<l>any such gain in the true taste? The stage-curtain was a</l>
					<l>picture containing some striking feature from each of the</l>
					<l>principle Italian cities, as St Peters and the Coliseum</l>
					<l>from Rome, the duomo and Campanile from Florence</l>
					<l>the Cathedral from Milano the Superga from Torino</l>
					<l>&amp;c &amp;c. all blended into a whole not so unharmonious</l>
					<l>as might be supposed, and in the bright blue Italian</l>
					<l>sky above, an angel was seen descending with the</l>
					<l>Italian <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Tricolor</hi> on which stood out clearly the</l>
					<l>white cross of Savoy. The costumes of the corps de ballet,</l>
					<l>very rich and tasteful, illustrated every corner</l>
					<l>of the new united kingdom. The principal danseuse</l>
					<l>P. _ _ _ _</l>
					<l>was very stout - a fact quite inconsistent with the enormous</l>
					<l>amount of exercise she must take - but she was the</l>
					<l>perfection of grace. A <hi rend='underlined:true;'>real</hi> not a painted fountain</l>
					<l>played on the stage during the whole of the ballet.</l>
					<l>The costumes of the ladies were very beautiful mostly</l>
					<l>white or very light</l>
					<l>Thursday 26<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi> Mr Marsh made a few visits</l>
					<l>to-day after a hard morning&apos;s work on his second volume</l>
					<l>on English which is begged for by English publishers in</l>
					<l>advance of the American Edition. The incessant interruptions</l>
					<l>to which the duties of his post expose him make</l>
					<l>his progress in his book very slow.</l>
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					<l>Friday Dec 27<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Continual rumors of the breaking up of the</l>
					<l>Ministry here are current, but little is actually known.</l>
					<l>It seems quite certain that Ricasoli cannot get the man</l>
					<l>he wants to take the portfolio of the Interior, and a man</l>
					<l>he does not want he will not <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>hat</hi> have. Would to</l>
					<l>heaven we had a man of Ricasoli&apos;s mettle and integrity</l>
					<l>at the helm with us!</l>
					<l>Sat. Dec 28<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi></l>
					<l>Another day of visits. Two charming Marcheses</l>
					<l>Coconito &amp; Castellani, quite fascinated me. Poerio made</l>
					<l>me a long visit, but there were so many others with</l>
					<l>me at the same time that I could not talk with</l>
					<l>him much. Fagnani, who is painting a portrait of the</l>
					<l>king for Naples, loves America as we do, and understands</l>
					<l>it as no Englishman ever could. - The venerable</l>
					<l>Plana was here in the evening, and several other notorieties</l>
					<l>but I was too anxious about Mr Marsh, who was unwell,</l>
					<l>&amp; in bed, to enjoy any thing. Count Sclopis came in</l>
					<l>for a half hour -</l>
					<l>Sunday 29th Dec</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh was in bed all day, to-day. We</l>
					<l>had papers from home only to the sixth of Dec though</l>
					<l>there should have been a N.Y. Times of a week later. Since</l>
					<l>the prospect of a war between E. &amp; Am. our papers</l>
					<l>are appropiated by greedy newsmongers somewhere between</l>
					<l>N.Y. &amp; here, so that we get them most irregularly.</l>
					<l>Every thing encouraging at home, if Europe would let us alone</l>
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					<l>if it will not, we may be found equal even to that emergency.</l>
					<l>Monday Dec 30<hi rend='superscript:true;'>th</hi>.</l>
					<l>Mr Marsh, feeling somewhat better, went to-day with</l>
					<l>the other members of the Dip corps to pay his respects</l>
					<l>to S.A. the Duchess of Genoa. The ministers were all</l>
					<l>in uniform &amp; without their secretaries. Sir James Hudson</l>
					<l>plead indisposition - Mr Benedetti, who was thrown from</l>
					<l>his horse yesterday, was not able to be present, so the</l>
					<l>Prussian Minister acted as doyen &amp; Mr M__ came next</l>
					<l>in rank. The Duchess came from an inner apartment</l>
					<l>into the room where the Ministers were waiting for <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>his</hi> her</l>
					<l>in a semicircle Count Brassier de St Simon at their head.</l>
					<l>After a general salutation, she addressed herself at once</l>
					<l>to the Prussian Minister, without waiting for a formal</l>
					<l>speech from him, and after a few minutes conversation -</l>
					<l>turned to Mr Marsh enquired for me - spoke of seeing me</l>
					<l>at the theatre etc - and then talked earnestly &amp; <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>po</hi> deprecatingly</l>
					<l>of a war between E. &amp; Am. In the <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>means</hi> mean time</l>
					<l>the P. minister passed over to the opposite side of the</l>
					<l>room where stood the Countesses Castiglione &amp; Gattinara</l>
					<l>and entered into conversation with them. Mr Marsh</l>
					<l>did the same when the Duchess passed on</l>
					<l>to </l>
					<l>the Swiss</l>
					<l>Minister. This made the audience very easy and much</l>
					<l>like any morning visit. The dress of the Duchess</l>
					<l>was green moirée with train of the same lined with</l>
					<l>white satin, &amp; without trimming, - A diadem of</l>
					<l>diamonds &amp; pale rubies on her head - a necklace of </l>
					<l>the same stones - quantity profuse - <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>O</hi> The Countess Castiglione</l>
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					<l>wore a pink moirée _ train of the same lined with</l>
					<l>white - the Countess Gattinara a white moirée</l>
					<l>with a train of red velvet lined with white.</l>
					<l>These ladies did not salute the diplomatic corps </l>
					<l>[illegible] as they passed back into the inner room,</l>
					<l>though the Duchess herself did. I should have</l>
					<l>said that the Counts Castiglione &amp; Gattinara first met</l>
					<l>the ministers on their entrance, before the Duchess</l>
					<l>made her appearance.</l>
					<l>Dec. 31<hi rend='superscript:true;'>st</hi></l>
					<l>To-day the foreign Ministers were received</l>
					<l>by the king - each separately, though all went to the palace</l>
					<l>together. In his conversation with Mr Marsh he spoke of</l>
					<l>the possible war between England &amp; America, assented at</l>
					<l>once to Mr M&apos;s opinion that Canada with her 2000 mile frontier</l>
					<l>could not be defended against us, and discussed the probable</l>
					<l>military results of <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>st</hi> such a war with the sagacity of a</l>
					<l>clear-headed soldier. He spoke</l>
					<l>of</l>
					<l>our <hi rend='underlined:true;'>Far West</hi> with enthusiasm</l>
					<l>and said it had always been an ardent wish of his <hi rend='underlined:true;'>to</hi></l>
					<l><hi rend='underlined:true;'>hunt the buffalo</hi> on our mighty wilds. Mr Marsh</l>
					<l>assured him that his majesty would [illegible]</l>
					<l>meet <hi rend='strikethrough:true;'>there</hi> in Am.</l>
					<l>with the</l>
					<l>the [sic] heartiest of welcomes. &quot;Ah,&quot; said he, &quot;I must wait</l>
					<l>till they give me a <hi rend='underlined:true;'>jubilee</hi> here.&quot;</l>
					<l>From the king they all went to Prince Carignano.</l>
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