Cold chilly morning with occasional snow falling lightly to remind 271us that Winter was not yet distant from us. I read a quantity of Virgil pleasantly and at the Office was busy in making out my Quarterly Account for the close of the week. It is long and requires a little explanation. Took a walk, and in the course of it, went to examine the condition of the vacated House. Found it better than I had anticipated. On my return home I found Mrs. Angier from Medford. She talked a little with me and received a draught of a receipt for her to sign previous to her taking the legacy due to her. She also talked of other affairs from all which I gained important information.

My Afternoon passed in my usual studies. In the evening we went to a Ball given by Mrs. Charles Thorndike. It was to the Bride.1 The company was small but I enjoyed myself at it, full as much as one can at any of these things. The course of life however warns me that I am not in the front rank. The day is past when I was welcome to the unmarried ladies. Home early.