Weather still cold, I went to the Office and my time occupied in a variety of ways. Mr. Brooks called in to ask me to go with him and look at the Houses which he proposed to lend Mr. Johnson’s money upon. After examining them we consulted about the mode of advancing upon the draft of Mr. Touro, as this money or a part of it was wanted directly. I proposed to advance on the payment of my Bank Stock but found that it would not take place in time. Diary and a visit from Mr. Walsh. Conversation upon politics and all other matters. Then called at the Advocate Office but nothing new. Mr. Hallett not there. Athenaeum and then home. Livy and Niebuhr, and Mr. Slade of whom I am if I take time enough, making very minced meat. But the weight that oppresses me is in the silence of these miserable papers. Perhaps this has its uses to me however, in checking any tendency to extravagances.