Sunday, 7th.--"William had a bad night, and was working at his poem.
We sate by the fire, and did not walk, but read 'The Pedlar,' thinking
it done; but lo! ... could find fault with no one part of it--it was
uninteresting, and must be altered. Poor William!"
Wednesday, 10th Feb.--"We read the first part of the poem, and were
delighted with it, but William afterwards got to some ugly place, and
went to bed tired out." ...