Quite chilly. Attended Divine service at the Portland Street Chapel, with Mary and Brooks who is at home for the day. Mr Martineau gave us the third sermon of the series, on the text, “To him that hath shall be given &c” but it was so refining that it entirely eluded my attention like its predecessors. The communication was afterwards administered. Mr Martineau is certainly a man of ability, but he has not that faculty which makes a man hold his hearers as if they were tied in leash. In the afternoon I went out and called on Lord Lyndhurst. He was still too unwell to be visible. I saw Lady Lyndhurst and her daughter. They did not appear to be uneasy about him. From thence to see Mr Peabody who has had a severe fit of the gout. I find this man with millions in his pocket settled in a poor looking room au trosième, looking over a parcel of old papers. He talked ot me of his plan, said it was now about to be made public, and consulted me about the expediency of making Lord Stanley one of the Trustees, which I entirely approved. He had been a little disturbed by Mr Weed’s premature disclosure in America, but the restoration of the relations between the countries seemed such as to remove further objective. The poor old gentleman has a praiseworthy ambition. I left him to take a walk down through St James’s and Hyde Park home. The children had Mr Sturgis’s boys to dinner. Evening quiet at home.42