The morning was cloudy and weather disagreeable. I went to the Office as usual first going to inquire of Mr. Brooks what the proposed arrangement might be, as to Abby’s going to Medford. He told me she would go out with her Aunt, Mrs. Gray, probably to remain until tomorrow. I then returned to the Office. Mr. Russell Freeman called upon me, he is the ejected Collector of Newburyport and has lately returned from an exploring visit to Washington, he came to me only to make acquaintance and to say he had seen my father and family well.1 Mr. Jones called upon me from Weston to inform me he had a little more money, proceeds of the sale of Wood at Weston. I was quite glad of this for I fear the funds of this Quarter will turn out but poorly. The remainder of the morning was passed in finishing Mr. Hayne’s Speech upon the Tariff of 1824. It is good but it is a little surprising that this should have been the course taken by the Southern Gentlemen. For in raising up a new Market for their Cotton here what is it to them if they lose a little elsewhere, and but little for Great Britain must take 165what they want, because they can get none so good and so cheap any where else.2

Miss Phillips and I dined together, Abby sending me a Note saying that her Mother was worse even than she expected, and wishing to stay. Miss Phillips left me after dinner so that I passed the whole afternoon and evening in my study. I read a portion of Demosthenes as usual with all the critical remarks in themselves a material assistance. In the evening not having written for a long time to my Mother I sat down and made one out,3 though now it is hard to write as she has very much ceased to interest herself in the smaller affairs of my situation. I am sorry, but I think she does not think so nearly of me as she used to do. Retired to a solitary room.