well, and partly the fidget for letters; but nobody can be happy in such a climate. Everybody says it is one of the hottest hot seasons they have ever known; but then again they say that the same remark is made of every hot season.
We live in complete darkness, and that does not make life more cheerful, though it makes it a little cooler.
Archdeacon Dealtry arrived. He is reckoned an excellent preacher, and is a very good man.
We receive visits always on Friday at Barrackpore from ten till twelve.
George and I took a drive. We have got several new wild beasts at the menagerie, and some very pretty birds.
One of the hottest days we have had.
In the evening and Fanny went out in his gig, and I was carried in a chair to the garden, to which George, ‘the reedeculous strong cretur!’ walked, and we sat there by the side of a large pond, or small lake, watching
