Heavy southerly showers. At home all day, dine and evening at the Mansion.

My day passed very quietly. Most of the morning devoted to reading the second volume of the Correspondence of the Revolution. This contains the letters of Arthur Lee which as being more controversial than the rest are more entertaining. They are also well written. I also made some progress with Texier and a good deal with Meissner’s Alcibiades of which I do not form a very high opinion.

After dining at the Mansion, returned and read the remainder of the sixth book of the Annals. I make my study so long that I do not get on very fast with China or Grimm. Evening at my fathers.

Thus pass the months in a quiet and happy way. Nothing to put in a Diary worthy of a single remark and no reason to be otherwise than pleased that it is so.