The day which commenced with clouds and a little rain cleared off remarkably fine. I attended Divine Service all day and heard Dr. Richmond1 preach two Sermons of a very quiet, peaceable kind. He also dined with us. He is a clever man. Little of any remarkable kind happened. I was on the whole very happy. Although now my feelings are not altogether free from care, yet it is not sufficient to deprive me of any enjoyment, and my situation sometimes makes me feel melancholy from the idea that it is only a little too happy. That I am hardly deserving of so much and such long continued favour. My life has been hitherto for the most part an unclouded one. My troubles have been caused by myself and in reviewing the past, I cannot help being a little surprised to notice how many false notions, occasioned most generally by excessive prosperity, have led me astray, and have caused a penance often more severe in appearance than the original offence, but the lessons have not been useless as I hope. For they have been much reflected upon.