I went to the Office this morning and most of my time was passed in a variety of small occupations. I got Mr. Cruft to come in and read over in the original the passages from my fathers Diary while I read aloud, which being done I got him to sign a certificate respecting the copy. I also asked Mr. Walsh to compare the passages and Mr. A. H. Everett although I did not require from them any certificate. This over I folded it up with a short letter to send off,1 and sent it after dinner to the Post.

A number of interruptions, some on business and some not. I this day sold my father’s horses for a song. But any thing is better than keeping them without use at ten dollars a week. My mind is now much easier. Home late and missed Livy. In the Afternoon, Sismondi and Ariosto, a little of Forster who is decidedly dull. I passed the evening quietly with the ladies after which, tried to write another Article but 392I am so tired of doing it that I believe I shall give up. My hold on politics is relaxing.