A very cold day. Thermometer at 8 A.M. -8° (and I hear of others very much lower at an earlier hour), -2° at 11.45.

  I find the first beyond Littleton, snow enough to whiten the ground and it deepens all the way to Amherst. The steam of the engine hugs the earth very close. Is it because it [is] a very clear, cold day? . . .

  At my lecture, the audience attended to me closely, and I was satisfied; that is all I ask or expect generally. Not one spoke to me afterward, nor needed they. I have no doubt that they liked it, in the main, though few of them would have dared say so, provided they were conscious of it. Generally, if I can only get the ears of an audience, I do not care whether they say they like my lecture or not. I think I know as well as they can tell. At any rate, it is none of my business, and it would be impertinent for me to inquire. The stupidity of most of these country towns, not to include is in its innocence infantile. Lectured in (vestry) of the orthodox church . . .