Morning pleasant but cold. I went to the Office as usual, and intending to do much did little. James Fields called upon me with an answer from Mr. Ticknor which was not particularly satisfactory. Of course I must do in this case as I have always done, pay my way, take the risk and get no reward for it. The publisher will do nothing to help me and I shall have the mortification of neither sale nor notice. Or if it is otherwise of furious denunciation by the interested. However, I will put my name to this, avow it openly, make a fair trial and then write no more if it should result as the others have done. I think it will make the turning point. Brief for Herodotus. And Afternoon very short. Evening at home. Lockhart continued, and writing.