Morning pleasant. I went to the Office as usual. Time occupied in writing and Accounts. Mr. Hurlbert called in about the building which he wishes to hire but we were interrupted by the two Dudleys from Quincy who came to bring me a return of Stone drawn from the Quarry he occupies, then Mr. Walsh to talk about a French war. The alarm now is very great, every body is anxious to get rid of the hazards which accompany a maritime war. I think as usual the alarm is exaggerated and I do not admire the reasoning which is used against the Government to get rid of it.

Walk, home. Livy, which I continued in the afternoon. Finished a second sketch of the last letter to Mr. Slade by which I hope to bid good bye to that business. The result in Vermont appears to be declaring itself very plainly. Mr. Slade is defeated.

Evening my Wife and I had agreed to go down to see Elizabeth C. Adams at Mrs. Miller’s but just as she was getting ready, her father came for her to go over to Charlestown. I thought I would go nevertheless and make excuses. Mrs. Miller is absent. A Miss Mansfield and her father there. Home at ten.