A cool but very pleasant day with the wind from the Northwest. I accompanied Mr. Brooks to town. Office, thence to see Mr. Foster about this draught of Joseph upon my father, inquiring if he would pay it. He said he would consult Judge Leland and afterwards expressed his assent. To my House where I copied two letters to my father which took up most of my remaining time.1

Received a short letter from my Mother.2 She seems to be in a rather unpleasant state of mind, about our absence. I regret it but scarcely know how to avoid giving pain somewhere. She gives more weight to Abby’s inclination to stay at Medford that it deserves.

Returned to Medford. Afternoon, Mrs. Inchbald’s Life which I Finished without regret. Read several of Cowley’s Poems, being resolved to revive my knowledge of the British Poets. Ovid also. Quiet evening.