Mild but easterly cold. Division as usual.

I was pretty assiduous this morning in the continuation of my work upon currency and made a good deal of progress. But affairs have taken so novel a turn that it is very questionable on the whole whether any attention would be paid to similar speculations until the war fever is over.

Walk and Antigone. After dinner, a chapter of Crevier and two of Gibbon. I think his power over his subject is one of the most remarkable things I have ever noticed. The exactness with which he mentions all important facts in very small compass, and the service to which he puts all his adjectives. Is this worth studying for imitation? Quiet evening at home. Began upon the last draught of Burr. Heavy work is writing.