Those possessed of a passion for mere reading, and for remembering the things read for the sake of praise and reputation, appear to themselves to dwell in underground places, and to have books there, and candles, which now and then go out; and they seem to themselves to be reading. But so that they will tire of these fantasies, it is told, they are sometimes attacked by mice and similar creatures, which draw them away from that passion. 1747, the 24th day of December.