Friday, 12 February 1875

I go for an hour’s drive, then return for Leclerc. Every day at home I wear a dress that Dina has cast off.
A long skirt of brown silk, a brown overdress of natural cashmere, long in front, with no pouf, and all gathered up at the back beneath a large brown bow.
The front quite plain, with two rows of buttons. I am pleased with the dress.