I took a bath but decided to postpone a repetition until a proper season. It is too
cold as yet. Morning duties as usual. After breakfast only two hours of law. Received
a letter from Abby with feelings which I will not describe. She complains, but without
cause so far as I am concerned.1
She ought to have received a letter on the day she wrote. Employment of time rather
desultory and spirits rather low. General Wool called to see me, he has just returned
from one short trip of Inspection and goes again to morrow. Dined at Mr. Vaughan’s.
The celebration of St. George’s day, which is meant as a celebration of his Majesty’s
birth day, which does not come equally convenient. At least so it would seem. Present,
the Corps Diplomatique, the Cabinet Ministers who are in town, Mr. Brent, Mr. Thos.
Dr. Huntt and ourselves (J. and I). Dinner dull as I drank no wine. Sat between Brent
and Law. The latter very amusing. He is a character entirely original. But I was glad
to have it over and return home.