Morning clear, but the weather holds on cold. Went to the Office. But passed my time without any very clear advantage. Joseph H. Adams went off this morning. May success go with him. I have felt anxious all along for him. But now I think he is in a fair way. I. Hull remains and of him I have considerable doubt. But he seems to have the will and I hope he will acquire the power. Time taken up in Accounts.

Afternoon, went to Quincy with him. Engaged the whole afternoon in superintending the transplanting and arranging trees. I think this year and the last have done a good deal in the way of improving the old mansion. It looks more like a Gentleman’s place. It has been done at some expense but on the whole pretty economically. The distribution of the money has been fully made up by the added value to the place. It had been so suffered to fall into neglect that in a few years nothing would have answered but a complete repair, which would have been equivalent to a new house. Returned to tea.

Evening at home. Mr. & Mrs. Frothingham came in and spent an hour very pleasantly. Afterwards I felt so tired and sleepy I only read the Rambler.