Morning fine but rather cold—There being quite a sharp frost. I took a bath but found the water cold and the air colder so that I nearly made up my mind to stop at least for the present. Mr. Frothingham not being at Medford, I decided to ride down with Mr. Brooks. On the road he opened the conversation about his prospects for the Winter. I gave him an invitation for the Winter, which he seemed disposed to decline, and under the circumstances in which I am situated, I did not urge it.1

At the Office. Occupied all the morning in work of different sorts, time flew imperceptibly. Worked a little upon my Catalogue. Called as a return visit upon Mr. Krehmer2 and attended for a few moments an Auction.3 Besides this a little of Hutchinson. I go on slowly. Returned to Medford with Mr. Brooks. Gorham and his Wife were there to dine. They are civil to me, but I cannot forget the former’s conduct when I was differently situated. Consumed the whole afternoon in this manner. Evening passed quietly, finishing the Historical portion of Rollin’s book.