Bought a fine new over-coat, and a long trousers for school-wear for myself. Had lunch at Neesons’,9 who are occupying Miss O’Brien’s10 house in her absence. Went to Betty to compromise about Monday’s invitation, which clashes with Prof. Sullivan’s.11 Read ‘Tam o’ Shanter’ there, a killing poem of Burns, wonderfully illustrated by Cruikshank. The book must be very valuable. Read in ‘Lands and Peoples’ of Sicily and Morocco.