CHATSWORTH, July 20th, 1865.
—The Royal Navy went away, Lou driving him to the station ; a very improper proceeding. Late in the evening came Cavendish, with hopeful accounts of U. Wm.'s S. Lancashire prospects. I walked about the kitchen-garden with the Duke, Fred, and the scientific Mr. Taplin ; and ate a good deal of fruit. The Guardian almost speechless with rage at the Oxford election. There is much fear that ridiculous old Locock (I only quiz him on this occasion : we owe him a great deal) will beat Sir John Simeon in the Isle of Wight ; folk have the No-poperyums to such a degree.
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