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' After a hard day's work, I persuaded R. to stop, 

 so we called for my father and mother and went off 

 to Covent Garden. Shakespeare's " Tempest," 

 as he wrote it, was the attraction, and the crowd 

 tremendous. My father softened the heart of 

 the box-keeper with a shilling, for he had many 

 applicants, and we got second and third seats in a 

 good box. Neither R. nor I had ever seen the 

 " Tempest." Father and mother had seen it 

 several times, but as it used to be played, garbled 

 and altered in a terrible manner. Miss P. Horton, 

 as Ariel, excellent ; as was G. Bennet (Caliban). 

 Macready very disappointing as Prospero, his 

 voice is now so feeble and his manner monotonous. 

 Miss Faucit, of course, played well as Miranda, but 

 did not look the part. For the first time since poor 

 Joe Grimaldi could we sit out the pantomime.' 



1 Jamtary 10. — R. to the Geological Society, 

 where he read the paper on Dr. Harlan's fossil 

 and the Stonesfield jaw. Dr. Grant was obliged to 

 admit, in spite of his teeth, that they were mam- 

 malia and not saurians. As soon as R. came 

 home he made for " Barnaby Rudge," and sat with 

 him till past two o'clock.' 



4 1 2th. — We examined some of the eggs of the 

 argonaut in the microscope. It was astonishing 

 to see the tiny eggs containing the creature with 

 its arms and immense eyes and the body like a 

 cloud. There was no appearance of the rudi- 

 mentary shell, but all seems to make it certain that 



