Another very warm morning with a similar termination in a thunder shower. I passed my leisure time in reading over a part of Mr. Gerry’s correspondence among the MS of J. Adams. I believe I now have too many irons in the fire.

Attended divine service all day and heard Mr. Frothingham. Acts 2. 7.8. “Behold, are not all those which speak, Galileans? And how hear 172we every man in our own tongue wherein we were born?” The idea presented in the Sermon was a general one—Christianity the Mother tongue of the earth, and it was treated ingeniously and beautifully. Afternoon Proverbs 26. 4.5. “Answer not a fool according to his folly, lest thou also be like unto him. Answer a fool according to his folly lest he be wise in his own conceit.” The thunder and lightning drowned the preacher’s voice and distracted the auditor’s attention but I thought the Sermon as far as I heard distinguished very acutely the consistency and unity of these verses. I was however anxious to escape the rain which I did barely.

Read the first half of an immensely long Sermon of Dr. Barrow upon bounty to the poor. Psalms 112. 9. “He hath dispersed; he hath given to the poor; his righteousness endureth for ever; his horn shall be exalted with honour.” His division as usual follows the natural course of the words, he speaks first of the act, and then of its reward. This discourse must however have been only partially delivered, for it’s delivery would have taken half a day. Afternoon and evening at home. Tried to write but without success.