Morning dark and cloudy. I was oppressed with head ache during the morning in consequence perhaps of a little indiscretion at table yesterday. My system has lost it’s tone for rich living. I read and was delighted with the speech of Mr. Burke upon American taxation, and continued the biography of George the 3d besides a little of the life of Columbus aloud to my Mother, which it will not be in my power to finish, however, until after my return home. In the evening, I recovered and passed it as usual, in conversation, and reading and playing backgammon with my Mother.