Having engaged to go to Quincy this morning, I started directly after breakfast. The morning was clear with a cool north wind. I found the roads bad but nevertheless, reached the old House before nine o’clock. I did not find Mr. Spear there and was obliged to proceed without him. Neither did I succeed in finding Mr. Dudley as I expected so that my labour was lost, so far as regarded him. I saw Mr. Winkley however and after conversation concerted with him the terms of a Lease and agreed to draw it up as soon as possible in the mean time giving him a written promise to furnish one, upon which they might proceed.

Returned home through Milton, a very pretty ride. Afternoon, I was obliged to go to my House on the fatiguing business of superintendence of details. My Wife is not in a condition to do much so that much the larger part devolves upon me. Home. Evening quiet. I did not read much however. A little of Thiers.