A cloudy day but it afterwards became warm and clear. I went to the Office and from thence to the House where I examined and inspected the progress now making in cleaning. This done I went to the Office and was busy making up my arrears.

The various occupations I now have render me negligent in the performance of some things. I read little and do not write at all. My days pass in a round of worldly occupations, which are not calculated to elevate my mind or sublimate my tastes. But it cannot be avoided. My life is necessarily active. I have to do with a considerable mass of Property which is an active interest not to be neglected. My literary abilities are not of a nature to be the ground of any positive certainty of success in this world. If I can make them avail me upon any opportunity, it will be so much gained for my purpose. Walk and home.

As there are but a few days remaining before our probable removal to my house and as I have finished my classical studies and begin none until my edition arrives, the consequence is that I am become a little more desultory than is quite proper. Afternoon short because Mr. and Mrs. P. C. Brooks dined with us and Miss Henrietta Gray. This young lady is to be married next week to Mr. Sargent the husband of her late sister. She has been a favorite ward of Mr. Brooks who went with her to Baltimore last winter. Her marriage is a very respectable one though not brilliant. The party was tolerably pleasant. Evening very quiet at home. Read a little of Landor.