Fine day. At home, dine and tea at the Mansion. Evening at Mr. Beale’s and Mrs. A’s.

The morning was so fine that I passed an hour or two of it at work and thus shortened the term of time for my writing. I also went down earlier than usual to the house below in order to make up the record of the Temple and School fund.1 This with some seeking after letters consumed the hour I usually devote to German.

After dinner, Tacitus, a few more sections of the Life of Agricola, but I cannot now accomplish what I could. A little of Grimm. Evening after tea at my father’s, call in to see Mr. Beale and from thence to Mrs. T. B. Adams’ where our younger ladies were. Return at ten.