Fine clear day. I was very much occupied most of my time in executing a business operation. Having gathered together all the sums I could well spare, I have been negotiating to put them all on interest so as to be payable on the precise day on which the Note to the American Insurance Office becomes due. I applied to the Cashier of the Tremont Bank but he was not disposed to accommodate, nor very civil in his manner about it. I therefore consulted with Mr. Degrand and made an arrangement as advantageous as I could wish. I deposited the whole Sum together with 6 per cent Interest received in Advance, in the Commercial Bank, withdrawable on the 21 of December, with the exception of $400 which I retain on Interest myself.

I paid a visit to Mrs. Clay, as I felt bound to, particularly as he had the magnanimity to go out yesterday and see my father. She looks much as ever.1

In the Afternoon, I rode to Quincy. I forgot to mention that I went to Faneuil Hall to hear Mr. Clay speak to the people.2 The crowd was great and he said a few words of no material consequence. The feeling in his favor is considerable. Conversation with my father—Political. He disclosed to me his intention respecting the election, to be kept a profound secret for the present.

Took tea and returned late. Found my Wife and children comfortable, but I was so fatigued that I did not work very actively the remainder of the time.