Morning cloudy with light rain, but it afterwards cleared away and became sultry. After an hour at home I went to the Office where I was busy as usual. Some time taken up in superintending some little repairs wanted to the different rooms in this building. This Property has been suffered to depreciate constantly while the rage for making handsome Offices has counteracted the necessity which could only keep them in demand. I am doing perhaps too much, though I am not sensible of being very extravagant. Little attentions given in time will do more and be less expensive in the end, besides giving an air of neatness which makes the place attractive. I feel as if I wish I had not nothing1 to do with this business however for it involves a responsibility I do not at all admire.

Read and finished the Analysis of Montesquieu, and also the Laws of Plato.2 This is a more sensible work than the Republic, although it still betrays the visionary and the Poet, rather than the practical clear minded Philosopher. After calling at the Athenaeum, I went home. 29Read some sections of the Oration pro domo sua, and was very much provoked at my laziness in not going faster. John Gorham took tea here.

Attended in the evening, a Meeting of the Republican Institution. Of this I am not a Member, but was invited to attend as representing my brother’s Estate which owns one Share.3 The question was upon a return of the Money. This was settled in the affirmative and a Collation for the Members provided to finish the Evening. I remained for a short time. The People were all unknown to me and I had a stupid time. Returned home and read a Review of Ross’s Voyage in an old Quarterly4 after which the Spectator.