The Snow had fallen heavily and had already given to us a very considerable addition to our mass of snow and extended the probable period of our sleighing indefinitely. I went to the Office as usual and 157was busy all morning in making out my Account as Administrator of the Estate of my poor brother. It was not long and I finished and copied it in time to submit to the Judge of Probate today. He hesitated about receiving it and finally advised me to send it to my Father, ask him to settle the Fee and give me a release, which would then close the Administration. I accordingly was obliged to return and write a letter to my Father upon the subject,1 and as I was writing I thought I would add a little upon other subjects, particularly the astonishing sale of the Shares of the Boylston Market at 25 1/4 to 29 1/4 advance, which is beyond expectation.

Mr. Curtis called to ask if I had any News from my Father. He had nothing to say. This business took up all my time so that I had none left to write even my Journal. Returned home. After dinner, Abby went to see her Mother with Dr. Stevenson, and Miss Phillips was left to compare letters for Mr. Sparks with me. I also copied the letter to my father, and thus went the afternoon without touching my Demosthenes. Abby did not return until late, and then a little dejected by the condition in which she found her Mother. I am fearful the closing scene is rapidly coming. Miss Julia Gorham came to pass the Evening and I therefore went upstairs but my room was so cold, I could pursue no regular study, so I looked over King John.2 After the ladies retired as usual I read Kaimes.