Hazy but fine. To town. Afternoon visitors. Evening at the house below.

I went this morning to town and was occupied very much with applications from tenants and with the performance of commissions. I know not why but things seemed to go well with me today. This is a peculiar and unaccountable circumstance in my life that without my knowing why or wherefore, I shall be at some moments a little elated and at others equally depressed. The course of my life has been so smooth that it ought not to be subjected to such alternations, at least without some evident reason for them.

Home. Afternoon, only five sections of Tacitus as I was interrupted by a visit from Mrs. Perkins and Mr. and Mrs. Rogers who spent an hour. At the Mansion in the evening.