Morning at the Office. Weather bright and cold. I attempted a little translation but did not progress far before Mr. Curtis came in to see and meet my father who got there half an hour afterwards. I went into the Supreme Court for a little while but found them still occupied upon the details of the Insurance Cause. My father and Mr. Curtis called to finish the Conveyances which were to be made of Mr. Boylston’s property before his going away. They sat all the morning, and signed the conveyance of Land to John Bullard, the 86Assignment and the Deed to Towne, which were acknowledged before Mr. Gay as Magistrate. I then had some conversation with my father upon his Affairs, which are not now at this moment entirely easy. We made arrangements by which he will be relieved for the present, to be taken out of the next proceeds from his Estate here.1 He has very much changed his nature as to expenses here, for now he has been so long accustomed to large funds that the restraint of his private means comes upon him. I hope he will not be driven to incroach upon his Capital at all for should that happen, my own expectations must soon be realized. I am anxious myself to make provision against such an event gradually, so as2 that I may relieve him from the pressure of my Allowance—Although I think that it is not much more than my labour on his account deserves.3

My father dined with me and in the afternoon transferred his share of the Athenaeum to me, for which I am very much obliged to him.4 It will be of considerable service to me. He then started to go to Medford whither Mr. Brooks had invited him to go to spend Thanksgiving.5 I went to my study and passed a short afternoon in finishing the Suppliants of Aeschylus. It is a very simple specimen of the original drama. The fifty daughters of Danaus fly from Egypt to avoid marrying the Sons of Aegyptus, they call upon the King of the Greeks to protect them, who promises so to do, the Herald of the Bridegrooms comes to claim them and is refused. As La Harpe observes this is rather a Dramatic Poem, but we do not feel the less bound to admire it upon that account. It’s simplicity is one of it’s principal charms, but after all so far as we can judge at this day it seems affectation to think these Plays superior to our modern productions. The latter have the advantage of being compelled to reach a standard already assumed, an advantage not to the author but to the merit of the piece if successful.

In the evening, Abby had the usual meeting of her family with the addition of Mr. and Mrs. Alex. H. Everett. The Evening passed off not very pleasantly, to me, on some accounts. But these are my misfortunes not my fault. I am apprehensive of experiencing this bitterness more strongly perhaps as I go on. Mrs. Everett is a pleasant woman and I should be very glad to be on good terms with them while they live here.