Returned to town with Mr. Brooks. The weather exceedingly warm and as I was embarrassed with my weight of clothing, I felt very uncomfortable. Morning at the Office. Received a letter from my mother which was short and contained little or no information, upon the subject which I am anxious to hear about.1
The fact seems to be that they are as yet in statu quo. Tried to read a little Law, but was so busy moving and my mind so little capable of attention that I soon gave it up. This must not be. But I am anxiously waiting to hear from home as to what I must do, which will materially influence any occupation I might adopt. Patience. Dined solitary and alone. Read Clarendon in the afternoon although my Office was rather oppressive. I suspect it is rather warm in the summer season. Read the account of the battle of Naseby and the conduct of Charles. Very interesting. Evening, a few Numbers of the Spectator.