Fine day but showery. My father 72. To town. Dine at the Mansion. Evening also.

I went to town as I proposed to go to Cambridge again tomorrow. My time much taken up in business, but I made out to reach the Athenaeum and to call and see Warren who showed me a new coin or two and a collection of medals, some of which I should like much to have but he wishes to force them all down for the sake of a few. This is always the way in sales of coins, and a bad way it is.

Home. Dine at my father’s. His birth day, the seventy second year complete of a life of industry and honour. May it continue to be fruit-263ful of good works. There were present only the family, Mr. Campbell and Hull and Elizabeth.

Began the second book of the Annals of Tacitus. Ten Sections. Evening at the Mansion. Nothing new.