Morning warm and rainy, but it cleared away afterwards. My father went into town early to join a fishing party out of the harbour. I went in at about my usual time. Louisa was more affected this time by the parting than before. And I felt it more myself. At the Office and House. My No. 5 of the Appeal as well as my letter to We the People appeared this morning in the Advocate. This is the way we carry on the game.

As Wilson came in with my father I took him down with me to claim the warranty upon the horses, one of them proving lame. He refuses, and I must have trouble. This is matter of great regret. I do dislike contention and I am sorry to lose my opinion of a man I thought honest. Howsoever I went on as usual, after fixing upon a time for reference.

Home, read Juvenal’s third Satire. After dinner read Thiers, the campaign of Italy, a very fine thing. Finished the remaining papers of J.A. and Mad. du Deffand. Evening, a short walk and work. Finished three quarters of my last Number which will be long.