LONDON, November 24th, 1880.
—Hugh Smiths, Mr. Birch, Governor of the Bank, and wife (he the vainest man I ever met), Sir John Ros, [FN: ? Ross] Johnny and Childers dined. On Wed., by the bye, we dined at the Admiralty, and went on to a party at the Childers', where I had the pride of talking to Sir Frederick Roberts,[FN Afterwards Earl Roberts.] the hero of the fine march from Candahar and the victory just afterwards. He is an ugly little man, with pleasant, unaffected manner; his face burnt red and without an oz. of flesh.