Rainy and warm. I was busily at work at home in effecting the transportation of the books to the Office, which for the most part I did—And relieved my father’s study from a great load. They overrun all receptacles however. I became much fatigued from my labour. With the assistance of the two men, I managed to do pretty nearly all that was necessary for the present.

The day was sultry with clouds. My time slips away in the variety of my little occupations without a possibility on my part of turning it to better advantage. After dinner, I was busy in putting a preparation upon my trees which are under my particular care. Mr. and Mrs. Frothingham however came out and stopped me. They took tea and were quite pleasant. Evening very quietly at home.