Morning to town. Occupied as usual. Met Allyne Otis and had some conversation with him, though I felt rather distant. He has grown affected and silly. Received a note from Abby1 asking me to come tomorrow to which I was obliged to say no, as I do not wish to be in the midst of the bustle tomorrow. Mr. D. L. Child called upon me to make some inquiries relative to my late brother’s military accoutrements which he wishes to take. As I hope to get rid of them favourably in this manner, I consented to his trying them though they have not been appraized. I then went to Front Street to see a Mr. Carey, a maker of Tablets,2 but I had my walk for nothing, as I could not find him. In the afternoon, at Dr. Welsh’s, examining my brother’s papers, and taking some to Quincy. I left town this evening, earlier than usual. Evening conversation with my father.