Morning cool and cloudy. I have now got back pretty thoroughly to the old system of living which I am in the habit of pursuing in winter. The summer is gone and a very pleasant one it has been, but I like the variety of peaceful domestic life. Sickness of children is the only drawback. The baby had a very bad night and seemed this morning far from well. The Dr. came in again.

I spent the morning in writing. Afterwards Attended divine service. Mr. Frothingham. Psalm 104. 19. “The sun knoweth his going down.” Reflections upon the application of the text to man and an exceedingly pretty tribute to the late Dr. Freeman. Afternoon 1. Peter 3. 8. “Be courteous.” An old but a very good Sermon upon moderation of manner and respect to the aged.

Read Dr. Barrow, following out the text of last Sunday. He discussed the causes of delay to repentance, and its effects, upon youth, upon age. A judicious discourse. Evening quietly at home. Wrote to my father.1