Cold. The winter appears to be set in. Time as usual. Evening at home.

After my usual time in coins I went to Market and Office. Plenty of calls for money which I answered as fast as I was able. Home after a walk. Began Oedipus Coloneus, a play which I thought the most poetical of those of Sophocles when I read it before. The remainder of the day as usual.

My record will soon decline to a single line. I ought however to have mentioned that I received another application to repeat my Lecture, by the Lyceum through their Secretary Mr. George T. Bigelow. This I consider as somewhat a victory, for two years ago when Mr. Everett, Mr. Bancroft and myself were in succession before the Historical Society and not unequally successful, the former two were immediately called to repeat at the Lyceum and I was left out. I have overcome scruples since. Evening at home. Sent one paper on the Message.