The Morning was extremely beautiful, and as my father was desirous of going to town to a Meeting of the Overseers of Harvard University, He, and John, Robert and I went together in the Barouche. The ride was extremely pleasant and we reached town in very good season. I went to the Office as usual, and read a little of Hutchinson. But my hours were interrupted by my brother and others. Besides, I walked down to Long Wharf to see about a case of Port Wine which had come for my father from Washington, and thence to several other places to get some little Articles on Commission. We waited much beyond my usual hour for my father and got to Quincy only before four o’clock.1 The afternoon and part of the evening I spent in my Catalogue which progresses gradually. I am nearly through one half of it. But that not the most difficult half. Evening, conversation with the family quite amusing.