Took a carriage this morning to visit the Emperors stud of horses at - a
place about 10 miles from Trieste - was in company of Mr. Sawrell - ascending the hills west of say east of the city ~ had a fine view of the country, seats and pardens in the valley below - the stables at Lippizza are neither spacious nor elegant, but there are some very fine horses - stallions of Arabian, English, Bohemian and Istrian blood - the largest was a noble fellow of Bohemian and Arabian breed - the Istrian horse is a very fine animal - they shewed us an old grey, stricken in years (I think 24) as a horse the son of Napoleon used to ride - - in one buildins: some 40 or 50 colors of choice blood were shown to us - on going among them we found them very gentle and olayfull - none exceeded a year old - Lippizza has been an imperial stable for several centuries - returned to town - dined at the restaurateur La Regina dello Grecia - alla carta in the evening went to fhe Anfiteatro Mauroner - in company with Signor Guiseppe Lofari - a young man from Rome who came from Ancona in company with us - this theatre is a circus the floor of which serves for a pit - the elevated seats around are occupied by ladies alone - and this evening was well filled and had a fine effect - the opera was the Turco in Italia - music of Rosini - and the first representation of the historical ballet of Louis the Xlth - by a new ballet company - the prima Ballerina danced with castanets very gracefully and gained lots of applause - some of the female chorus dancers were very young and of course, were deficient in form and effect the scenery of the ballo storico was grand, only exceeded by that I saw at the grand opera at Paris - in the Juive (?)

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By seven this morning it was announced to us that we might go ashore - the officers came to visit our luggage - Trieste is a free port for everything except tobacco - myself and Mr. Sawrell an english gentleman found beautifull rooms in the 3rd story of Prince Metternich - this hotel is built and conducted by a conrrany - and is one of the finest establishments in Europe - they can furnish 200 beds - dinner is at the table d'hote - and supper a la carte or privately; there are fresh & salt water baths, a cabinet de lecture and every convenience and luxury attached - the table d'hote costs 3 francs - and my room 2 francs per day - such a room in London cost me 6/ - per diem - took a long walk round the town - notwithstanding the commercial embarassments many buildings are going up - particularly a Bazar - on a gigantic scale - the new town is regularly built and all the streets beautifully paved with large paving stones like Florence - most of the townspeople are Italians - but the country women that attend market are Istrians and speak a Sclavonian dialect (Drawing of woman) merchandise is mostly moved about on Trucks so that the streets are comparatively free from the noise of wheel carriages - on the whole am much pleased with the appearance of Trieste - in the evening went to the opera at the Teatro Grunde - the piece performed was Zampa musick of (blank space) - to my surprise the prima donna is a namesake, Maria Shaw, and of some reputation - the theatre is handsome and large - can't say the display of ladies was very good or equal to what I saw at Florence or Naples - -

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Passed this day in walking the deck of the Steamer at anchor in the port of Trieste - reading and looking with my spy glass at the busy people on shore - a large building close by is pointed out to us as the hotel Prince Metternich - newly built and on a grand scale, the steamer for Dalmatia went out of port this evening, much to my regret, as she does not make the voyage again untill 5th Oct. -in reading the Italian translation of Pausamies - in Attaca - says he forbears (six picture views here) describing the Eleusinian mysteries from a dream that he had that forewarned him - Quatremas de Ouinci has indeed reason for accusing him of superstition - tomorrow we are in pratica -


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This morning were coasting along the shore of Istria - and by ten o clock cast anchor in the port of Trieste - there are ships of all sises - with fine lofty houses and warehouses along the Queys -everything denotes a place of great trade - the commercial metropolis of the austrian empire - here we have to perform a quarantine of two days on board the steamer - a very agreeable way indeed - as we have a clean boat, a good table and agreable company -

Went on deck this morning at anchor before Ancona - close to us is the temporary embellished pavillion - erected in the water from which Pope Gregory XVI gave his benediction to the city in his visit of last week - we understand many thousand persons were assembled from Romagna and the mark of Ancona to see his holiness - Ancona has a fine appearance from the water - on the ancient mole is the arch of Adrian its constructor - and on another mole the arch of Pope Clement XII - which together with the handsome Lazaretto was constructed by him - the country on the coast above Ancona is highly cultivated & beautifull - could see nearly to Sinigaglia - here we left the General and his amiable daughters to pass the next eight days in the Lazaretto - our steamer started in a heavy shower of rain as we sat down to dinner - after dinner the rain abated - the wind blew and the sea pitched - felt uneasy but resisted seasickness - so that am not now certainly so liable to it as formerly -

After the rain last night the wind got up - and this morning the rough sea continued had difficulty in getting on deck without being sick but the fresh air recovered me - the ladies and nearly half the passengers are sea sick - all day out of sight of land sail up the Adriatic - nothing of interest occurred. Kept on deck most of the day in the fresh air to prevent being sick - passed several islands - one inhabited called (blank space) before morning we are to be in the port of Ancona for which we are bearing across the gulf -

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A rainy day and the first I have seen for a long time - took passage in the Austrian steamer for Trieste - embarked at one o clock taking leave of my companion Mr. Wall - at four sailed out of the Bay of Corfu - the cabin full of passengers among them General Sivaroli - of the Malta (blank space) and family - two stout daughters and their sons - they are bound for Ancona - there is an english courrier and wife - end Count Rozen and lady from Athens all bound to England, the rest are greek and Italian gentlemen - and a number of priests - bound for Ancona - -