1886, July 7, Wednesday
Mr Wynne, our Conservative Candidate, is holding a political meeting in my Schoolroom this evening.
This morning we went to the Royal Academy where we saw nothing particularly worthy of mention except the portrait of Mr Egerton of Bloxham and one of Mrs York Powell. There appeared no pictures of surpassing merit, though of course many were good. On the whole I was less interested in this exhibition than in any previous one.
On discharging my bill at Edwards’ Hotel I found they had charged 9/- per night for one bedroom and 3/- each for attendance for the two nights. And yet all the servants hung about the door for tips in the most disgusting way. I gave the boots a trifle and that was all.
Next time I bring Bell up to town I shall take her elsewhere than to Edwards’ Royal Hotel and the Club, as it is a plan which conduces neither comfort nor economy.
About 7 pm we took a cab to Victoria whence per L.C. & D.R. we reached Dulwich at 8.15 and took another cab to Mountain’s, Westbrook, Alleyn Park.
Mr Morgan was there whom I had not seen for several years.
