At home all day… A very wet afternoon, and I think this is the 16th day which we have had successively whereon it has rained. A most prodigious melancholy time; very little to do, for I think that luxury increases so fast in this part of the nation that people have very little or no money to spare to buy what is really necessary. For the too frequent use of spirituous liquors and the exorbitant practice of tea-drinking have in such a manner corrupted the morals of people of almost all ranks that they have rendered industry a stranger to the people in those parts. Therefore poverty must of consequence be always a concomitant of idleness, as it now too truly manifest… Thomas Davy sat with us a while in the evening.