A close August day, very hot in the sun. The heat is appresive to day I must change my dress for a loose white wrapper We have company to dinner to.day from New York, the Delafield family. Miss D. is pretty and blooming. I slept after dinner, this day hangs heavy on my hands, the heat makes me languish. Exercise a little before tea. The sun at setting, has a very singular appearance for the past weak, it appears like a ball of crimson, or rather the hue of blood. The air is misty, and damp after sunruse. We begin to ask for rain again from our mercifull Creator, who withholds from us no good think. Read my new magazine to.day.