24^th [July].—Mr. and Mrs. J. Hawker and Mr. Cudmore left us, after our having spent a fortnight most agreeably. Music was the order of the day, and never were Mozart’s works more delightfully enjoyed. Mr. Cudmore petrified the whole neighbourhood with his astonishing pianoforte playing, and convinced even the bigots of Cramer that, although perfect master of three other instruments, no man now in England could play the piano with so much taste, fire, and execution as himself.