Morning fine but cool. I did intend to have started at once for Quincy but by going down to the Office and a few interruptions my 296time fell short so that I could only postpone to the Afternoon. Mr. Degrand called in upon business and one or two others upon various applications. Received a letter from my Mother mentioning the breaking of the Bank of Washington and the loss which would probably take place to the family—My brother being an owner of Stock in it.1 Thus goes the world.

I rode to Quincy in the Afternoon, found the place looking much as usual—More done however, than I had expected. There was something a little cheerless in the appearance however, and I felt a failing in my interest in the place which is somewhat novel and surprised me. Perhaps it is not worth while to go far in quest of the causes of it. Gave directions and returned home by eight o’clock.

Mr. I. Barney, of Baltimore called in and spent the evening. He is here on a visit of a few days. He claims to be an old acquaintance, though I never respected him much.