The last day of the Milanese carnival, extended four days beyond the rest of the catholic world by Arabrosian rites. People from the surrounding towns of Pavia, Bergamo, Lodi, etc are flocked to Milan to enjoy the last of the diversions of the season. At two o clock the corso began to throng with carriages and the pelting with berries commenced. Those in masks were in open vehicles, and passing along threw up at the girls on the balconies who vigorously returned the fire on the assailants besprinkling them with plaster dust and corianders.

To the great amusement of the crowds of spectators in the streets who also came in for a share of the missiles - indeed with such vigor did some of the fair ones throw their ammunition, that I thought they were taking revenge on their unfaithful lovers. The old viceroy joined in the sport which nothing but old usage could tolerate. By 5 o clock it was all over - not to be reacted till this time next year - the last masquerade at the la Scala more crowded than ever - came away at 5 in the morning - the streets filled with music & merry making which only finishes with daylight -