It was at A:s Concert. Soft Musick in a Noble Room where it seem'd every bodys business to appear the best they could, disposes one (till recollection sets it right) to see this World[,] its Vanities & Pleasures in too Considerable a Light, & to think that being Nobody in it is an Evil. I know it is not. Well, I sat & chatted easily & Cheerfully with every body that came in my way & came away in excellent Spirits. Why shd I not? My Dear M was with me, in Health, able to bear the late hours full as well as me, pleased to see me look Lively. We had no Weight on our Minds as we have sometimes had at those Concerts, a Cheerful home to return to & we return'd at past Eleven [inserted subsequently:] near 1/2.