Morning pleasant but it afterwards clouded over and the wind coming round to the eastward foreboded a storm. Nevertheless, according to appointment I took my father with me in my Gig and Mr. W. Spear followed in his Waggon to the Quarries. Our object was to meet Mr. Bryant and go over the spots where we thought the Railroad track wished to run.1 The proposition on their part is to purchase them. A tract forty three feet wide through three lots. We visited our two Quarries. The men who have the best Quarry in fact are discouraged by the difficulty of getting the stone out. Dudley on the contrary finds his at hand but not extensive. After an examination, we returned home to dine. This business is just at this moment beginning to develope it’s extraordinary faculty. I hope my father will in time find the benefit of it. Afternoon, continued reading Thiers and Mad. du Deffand. Evening quiet.