Not much done today excepting to attend the Drawing room held by the Princess of Person on behalf of the Queen, who yet sticks to her seclusion. The interest in hit to us consisted in the present of our daughter Mary, Miss Chapman also, the sister of Madame Laugel and daughter of Mrs Chapman of Weymouth applied to be presented, so that with the Secretaries we made quite a cortege. The routine was much as usual. The Corps Diplomatique quite large, but not so many presentations of young ladies as was expected. I made my bow to the Princess and then to her sister Helena, and to the Prince of Wales who stepped forward and shook hands with me very much to my surprise, The Duke of Cambridge followed suit although I have spoken to him but once since I have been here. I then went to my place opposite to Mrs Adams. Here I found myself close to Lord Palmerston, and of course bound to him. He returned the civility with coldness as before. We remained for perhaps an hour and the corps Diplomatique began to drop off until we were left almost alone. We then concluded to go too, so that I got home by four o’clock. On our return we found a card for Lady Palmerston’s soirée, this evening. She had given the invitation to Mrs Adams on her speaking at the Drawing Room and had included my daughter. This certainly a change. For long before the close of the last304 season she had ceased inviting us. When in November last we left cards at her house, they had remained unanswered, and since the opening of the present session of Parliament, she had perceived company and had omitted us. The card had come to only after the Drawing room, though written before, and addressed in her own hand. Of course there was nothing to be done but to go. The same old crowd and the same people whom I did not know. Lord Palmerston could as before, but she was civil and courteous. With his Lordship, after my experience of last spring I desire never to exchange another word nor a line. But I do not with an open breach whilst here aas a representative of my country, with him as the first Minister. The state of things that threated a discovery of the trouble is now over, and we may go on for a time in nominal peace. But the same passion that occasioned the first offence may break out at any moment in some other shape. I only hope it may not be person to me. He is at heart a rancorous hater of America, and bent on depressing it. That is my conviction. Home at a little after midnight.