Rain all the morning. My time absorbed by visitors. Mr Dudley and Mr Squarey called again to tell me that our labors had proved in vain with the Commissioners of the Customs. But Mr Collier has given a still stronger opinion and I have addressed another representation to Lord Russell, so that the refusal to act may be made as marked as possible. There is not much disguise now in the temper of the British authorities. Mr Turner Sargent, Mr R D Tucker and Mr Cushing called. Just from America, and full of the state of things here which is bad enough for us. Towards evening I went to the Victoria Station and from thence to the Crystal palace to attend a dinner of the Star club, to which I was admitted a member on my first arrival, but thus far I have never attended. There was an assemblage of about fifty persons, a majority of them females. No acquaintance except Mr and Mrs McCullagh. Mr D’Oliveira the President placed me between himself and his Wife. He seems a wealthy merchant fond of position and the good things of this life. The place is pretty for such an entertainment, being light, spacious and airy. Some toasts were given, and I said some words in answer to one of them. At nine I returned and got home before ten, where I found the Misses Dehon who had dined with Mrs Adams.