No service at our church in the morning. I dined on a goose roasted and apple-sauce. No service at our church in the afternoon. I walked down to see Mr Carman. I drank tea with him and his family; came home about 8:20 very sober.
This is not the right use that Sunday should be applied to. No! it’s not. Therefore what an unhappy man must I be to continue to practise things out of compliance and complaisance to the custom of the world, which my reason condemns as wrong and irreligious.