Morning as usual at the Office. But my time was passed in a singular way. The interruptions
were so numerous, that they hardly left me the power even of doing nothing. I was
desirous of conversing with Mr. Peabody but was unable owing to the very singular
manner in which different persons kept coming. Mr. Jones the Auctioneer from Weston,
an applicant or two for Houses, the old Tenant Mr. Spear all came in turn to talk
and make their different requests or excuses. This took up the morning in a very desultory
kind of way. I had time only for a short walk before returning home. I might say in
further extenuation that I spent some time at Market.
Afternoon Engaged in reading the second Oration against Verres and with difficulty
finished it. The last part of it is very hard to be understood from the entire allusion
to the habits of the age. It is necessary to remember that they had customs which
in themselves involve a knowledge of all the manners of the age. Since I began Cicero
I have exceedingly enlarged this knowledge, but it is yet sadly deficient. And the
acquisition of it implies an amount of time that I am afraid I should find it hard,
unless I materially improve my present economy, to apply.1
The Applicant for my House vacated by Mr. Spear called again in the Afternoon and
having softened down in his demands, agreed to take it,2
which will relieve me from any further trouble about it, I hope.
In the evening, I went to see the young Roscius who is making a great stir here. Master
Burke in Shylock, and Looney McTwolter. A Wonderful boy certainly but not half so
astonishing as he has been represented. Better in the latter than the former part.3
Returned in good season, and read the Tatler.