The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire by Edward Gibbon

March 4th

Made one hundred and fifty three miles today and at twelve were eighteen miles South of the Equator. A lovely day, not so warm as yesterday.

Read an hour and a half in Gibbon this morning. It is becoming much more interesting. This morning I have been reading more, particularly concerning the religious liberty allowed all their conquered nations by the Romans, so that there existed none of that intolerant religious feeling common in this day. Then instead of looking for all the differences that might exist, they only seemed to see the resemblances and concluded that though this manner of worship was various, yet it was the same deities that they all worshiped. Pity that there could not be more of such feeling in these days.

This morning after breakfast Willie sat by my side at the table playing most patiently with his “Noah’s Ark”. He would lay Noah and his family all down and hush them to sleep, then he would have them all standing up surrounded by the various animals, and then he would arrange them inside the rails of the ark and so pile them up till it was covered. Thus he sat quietly amusing himself a good part of the time I was reading.

Williams tells me that a Clipper Ship is in sight. We, of course, have gained on her. So I must say good morning to this and take a look at her – and then for “King Arthur” whom I hope will prove more interesting today. Otherwise I shall give it up for the present warm weather, concluding I am not in a fit state of mind to appreciate it and neither is Williams who has looked into it several times.