Chilly within doors. The time for fires is approaching. My morning was very largely taken up by visits. Mr Motley sat with me for some time. He has been paying some visits to ministers, and he comes back impressed with a belief that they are not disposed to make a difficulty. He thinks Lord Russell is rather anxious in respect to the affair of Mr Brunch, and the policy which the United States may adopt. I am not without anxiety myself, and I conversed freely with Motley in regard to the principles which had governed my action here. For although very much alive to the unfriendly and jealous feeling that prevails, I do not deem it advisable to take notice of it more than I can help, for the sake of the effects this might have in encouraging assistance at home. He agreed in this view, but seemed disposed to put more faith in the good will of the leading men than I do. After they were gone, I went out with Mrs Adams and after paying a visit left the carriage and made one of my long rambles through the streets. Mr H Teche Parker and his Wife dined with us, and spent the evening.