The Henson Journals

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Friday, October 22nd, 1926.

I slept badly last night, and read for some time before I was called. Lack of sleep breeds a fretfulness of temper which is an ill equipment for a day of conference about matters contentious! We spent the day mainly in undoing what we had done yesterday! In the afternoon the discussion was so dull, and the atmosphere so asphyxiating that I all but fell fast asleep. Intelligent attention was quite beyond my power. After tea I walked to the Athenaeum, and had some conversation with Sir Henry Hadow. He thought that the strike would peter out in another fortnight. I sent a note to Buckle thanking him: & wrote to Major Ropner, promising to marry him in S. Margaret's on December 15th. It will mean coming up from Auckland, and returning in one day – an excessively fatiguing performance for any man: but there is no choice unless I refuse his request, which, for divers reasons, I am reluctant to do.

The Bishop of Gibraltar and Mrs Greig, came to dinner. Also a layman, who held office in S. Martin's–in–the–fields. He spoke of the anxieties of the congregation as to the appointment of a successor to Dick Sheppard. The hiring is in the gift of the Bishop of London, who is now in America.

The weather has become much warmer.

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