The air is chilly. Went to the city to transact some business, and walked all the way home, calling on my way at the sales room to pay for the purchases of yesterday. The same collection of persons present and buying coins, not relieved this time by a single exception. The remnant of the catalogue was not indeed worth much. Then home. Afterwards went in the carriage with the ladies and returned the visits of the Marquis of Tweedale and Baron von Beust, the foreign minister of Saxony, and the delegate of the German Diet to the conference, which has at last assembled. It has not yet however done any thing. The German policy will be delay. Quiet evening at home.