Warm morning but the air was brisk enough to make it pleasant. My No. 3 came out today in one paper only. It was sadly disfigured in printing and on the whole disappointed me, but I went down to see 173Mr. Hallett and give him some books. Found him for a wonder and had some little conversation respecting the present condition of things. He encourages me. It seems that at Worcester yesterday A. H. Everett was upon attempting to speak at the dinner given to the proprietors of the Railroad put down in a very insulting manner to him. The cause supposed to be the suspicion of him as the Author of my Articles. This is Worcester spite.1 I will go on and enlarge my operations. I will not be discouraged. Mr. Webster shall feel the stripes in every manner I can make him, and learn wisdom in future.

I went to Quincy taking my little Louisa with me. We got there at noon and I spent much time in talking with my father. The family appeared quite well. Nothing very material. Returned home by sunset.

Evening I went upon the Common to see the Fire works which on Account of the rain had been twice postponed. The night was beautiful. Two bands were stationed at different spots and the dense crowd of quiet faces now looking up at the display and now regarding each other as they walked slowly about was quite interesting. The fireworks themselves were exceedingly beautiful. I have never seen any thing equal to them. The magnificence of the colours and the beauty of the forms gave an appearance of jewelry on a gigantic scale. The idea of combining colour with the brilliancy of fire is among the most ingenious of all man’s originating. On the whole I think this a far more rational and agreeable amusement than the plan of stuffing and guzzling which has heretofore distinguished us. To be sure our climate is, as this very case shows, excessively uncertain, but we must enjoy what we have and let the rest pass.