Mild, pleasant day. Distribution as usual. Evening party.

At the Office pretty lazy. Having now accomplished all the morning work I have to do, my time is unoccupied and I must look around me for some occupation. I am waiting for Burr’s new work before I review that,1 and also to get through with my job for the Athenaeum.

Continued Alcestis, and coins. The afternoons are so short I make no very rapid progress. I have reached the time of Aurelius which may be considered as the palmy days of the Roman Empire, and now there is the long tale of decline to be told.

In the evening after French, we went to a small party at Mrs. H. B. Rogers’. Principally consisting of the Mason connexion which is very large but of whom I know extremely few. T. K. Davis there and barely recognized me. So much for political theories. They have changed the man.