The events of the past week have been fruitful of labour for me, so that pretty much all my time was absorbed in writing Despatches. The altered tone of people here who mean us no good requires watching, as well as explaining at Washington—where an error might do mischief. It is difficult in the midst of provocation to keep one’s temper as perfectly as the emergency requires. This is the point upon which I find it necessary most to school myself. I counsel peace and moderation when I should like to indulge in all the indignation that I feel. Visits from Dr Bliss, the Chief of the Missionary College in the East. Also from Mr Lamson, American Episcopal minister at Paris. He told me he had buried two of the Ministers there, Messr Mason and Dayton. The testimony to the latter was however much the most marked. Also General Barlow and Mr Bradlee. The former who come out for his health, is going back to resume his place. I told him I hoped he would find his occupation gone. Walk by Hyde Park—and quiet evening reading Mill.