Arose quite late and with a head ache in consequence of the last night’s party. Passed the morning rather in a lazy way talking with George, who thinks many things well but does them ill. Much conversation on the subject of John’s affair, and his own concerns. Dined at Mrs. Frothingham’s where I passed the afternoon and evening. Abby was again in good spirits and affectionate as usual so that like a true lover, I forgot all my melancholy in my happiness. Chardon and his wife, Edward and his wife, Frances and Mary Dehon1 and Julia Gorham were there. It was quite a family party but a little tedious. We had some music and a slight Supper but not half so pleasant as the small ones which we usually have “en famille.” Home at ten accompanying Julia.