Morning pleasant. Office, nothing new. Mr. Hallett does not seem to be disposed to notice my Articles at all. What has got into him? Is it not part of the double faced system he has always been pursuing 347towards me? He likes my aid without my company. Well, I must do as well as I can and neglect trifles. I must rest upon my ability to help them and overlook all little intended discouragements.

My time was taken up in Accounts, attending a brief meeting of Middlesex Canal Directors and writing a letter to Mr. Johnson about his funds,1 and thus the time all escaped. Walk. Home, Livy, finished the fifth book and began the sixth. Afternoon, Niebuhr who is insufferably dry and de la Motte Fouqué. Copied and sent the letter to Mr. Johnson. Evening quietly at home, reading to my Wife Madame Junot. Afterwards, so drowsy that I retired early.