Fine day though cool. To Boston. Afternoon at home. Evening, visit Mr. Lunt.

I went to town today but found myself much wanting in occupation. A few commissions seemed all that I had to do. Nothing new. Returned late having two Tenants in Mr. Ladd and Mr. Apthorp.

After dinner, Lucan book 1, l. 1–250 rather correcting of what I read more carelessly yesterday. There is vigor in the style and an exuberance of imagery with occasional extravagance of language. Read also a little of Grimm.

It is difficult at first to plant oneself regularly to an entirely new train of occupations. Perhaps it is not the best plan but I had become exceedingly tired of my Winter ones and wanted new. Evening walk with my father to see Mr. and Mrs. Lunt.