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| tlm-p_s_diaries [2023/11/24 10:35] – [Diary for 21 May - 30 August 1882] judith | tlm-p_s_diaries [2023/11/24 10:38] – [Diary for 1888] judith |
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| TLM-P returned to Brisbane, via Sydney, arriving on 19 January 1883.((//The Brisbane Courier//, 19 January 1883, cited in Darbyshire.)) | TLM-P returned to Brisbane, via Sydney, arriving on 19 January 1883.((//The Brisbane Courier//, 19 January 1883, cited in Darbyshire.)) |
| ===== Diary for 1888 ===== | ===== Diary for 1888 ===== |
| | This diary is located at MLMSS3117/box 6, item 3.\\ |
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| At the beginning of this diary, is a draft of a story [or a real life encounter?] in an unknown hand - perhaps Nora's though it is written from a male viewpoint. " I led my stout partner in to supper, feeling by no means preposed [predisposed?] by her outward appearance. She was large & florid, with a loud voice & big nose[?]. I had a hazy recollection of having heard her name somewhere before & was wondering where & how & what on earth to talk to her about when she enlightened me by remarking loudly "I've often heard of you from Mrs Grives[?], she is our secretary you know & I see a great deal of her." "Secretary of [...?] a lady's club" I [...] wondering what this unintellectual female required of a secretary, & who 'we' might be. "Oh dear no! Our Metaphysical Association - do you mean to say you didn't know she was a Christian Scientist - she is a queen amongst us., we are very proud of her." I felt quite relieved at [...?] of the new [...?] & was about to have [crossed out words] even [....?] I asked her whar I should get her to eat & she said she's have some Colonial beef which I provided, thinking the while that I might have [.....?]her looks that she'd eat corned beef when I had bought it to her by way of "drawing" her from the metaphysical question I enquired if she had heard from Mrs Grives[?] ...} | At the beginning of this diary, is a draft of a story [or a real life encounter?] in an unknown hand - perhaps Nora's though it is written from a male viewpoint. " I led my stout partner in to supper, feeling by no means preposed [predisposed?] by her outward appearance. She was large & florid, with a loud voice & big nose[?]. I had a hazy recollection of having heard her name somewhere before & was wondering where & how & what on earth to talk to her about when she enlightened me by remarking loudly "I've often heard of you from Mrs Grives[?], she is our secretary you know & I see a great deal of her." "Secretary of [...?] a lady's club" I [...] wondering what this unintellectual female required of a secretary, & who 'we' might be. "Oh dear no! Our Metaphysical Association - do you mean to say you didn't know she was a Christian Scientist - she is a queen amongst us., we are very proud of her." I felt quite relieved at [...?] of the new [...?] & was about to have [crossed out words] even [....?] I asked her whar I should get her to eat & she said she's have some Colonial beef which I provided, thinking the while that I might have [.....?]her looks that she'd eat corned beef when I had bought it to her by way of "drawing" her from the metaphysical question I enquired if she had heard from Mrs Grives[?] ...} |
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