No service at our church in the morning, Mr Porter preaching at Laughton, where our servant went. We dined on a boiled chick, a piece of bacon and French beans. My wife, self and servant at church in the afternoon… After tea my wife and I walked down to Whyly, from whence Molly French and Miss Newington walked with us as far as the Nursery. We came back at about 8:20.
In the evening and the day read 6 of Bishop Sherlock’s sermons, which I think extremely good, there being sound reasoning in them, and seem written with an ardent piety, being mostly levelled against the deists.