Chilly and clouds. Exercises as usual. Evening, H. G. Gorham.

A change in the weather but I hope by this time the family are clear of it. Lesson as usual with my daughter until Service when I attended at Chauncy Place and heard Dr. Frothingham in the morning from Matthew 21. 5. “Tell ye the daughter of Sion, Behold thy King cometh unto thee, meek.” Upon Advent Sunday and commemorative of the event of which it is the Anniversary.

Afternoon, a young Buckingham son of the Printer just beginning. 1. Peter 2. 22 “Who did no sin neither was guile found in his mouth.” Upon the character of the Saviour whether a divine being, free from all danger of sin, or a mortal agent. He reasoned in favour of the latter, on the ground that he was said to have been tempted which implies the possibility of falling. One phrase struck me as curious. He called Jesus the last of the noble army of Martyrs, both in the sermon and the prayer.

Afternoon, sermon by the Revd. John Balguy “Who for the joy that was set before him, endured the cross, despising the shame.” Nothing very extraordinary. In the evening at home. H. G. Gorham came and paid a visit.