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to see much, and what we did see was such a confused jumble I could make nothing of it. We had a nice view of Sommerset House, which is close to the bridge, on the edge of the river. It is a very fine building, part Greek and part Roman in design, but much disfigured by smoke. On our way home we passed Drury Lane Theatre, the oldest in London. The present building, the fourth on the same site, was erected and opened in 1812. It is a plain large brick structure. We also saw the Adelphi Theatre, which was built in 1806. Near these is the Covent Garden Theatre, a much finer looking building than either of the others. It is of Greek design with a portico, and sculpture in the [[?]]. It is the second theatre on the same site. The corner stone of the present edifice was laid in 1808 by the Prince of Wales, and it was opened in 1809. We did not reach home until after dark. Sunday Jan. 4th. Fine day. Father put some figures and sheep in his picture of [Llryn?] Idwal, which has turned out a fine picture. Mother and I wrote. When dinner was over, we got ready and started to go

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to Kensel Green Cemetary, but the wind blew so hard that it was very uncomfortable walking and we thought we would postpone it till another day. We went to Primrose Hill, and had a view of London. It is a vast range of building, towers and steeples, above which St. Pauls towers, and Westminster Abey is also conspicuous. When we returned home, Mrs. Turner gave us some regular English plum pudding. Jan: 5th. Father worked at his picture of Staffa. Mother heard Lilly and me say our lessons. I drew at an omnibus. We took a walk in the park. In the evening we went to see Madame Tussaud's exhibition of wax figures, in Baker St., Portman Sqr. It being a beautiful moonlight night, we had a very pleasant walk to the place. On arriving we went up a flight of stairs, at the head of which we paid one shilling each, and were then passed into a magnificent large apartment, brilliantly lighted, and filled with people, real and spurious, the latter so genuine in appearance, that one could not at first tell them apart from the real.