A continuation of the cold Easterly storm which we have had for so long without however having any rain. My little girl is advancing slowly but is still troubled with her cough. I went to the Office and finished the recording of the Deed to Betsey Thayer, which must now be sent to Dedham, although I should suppose that part of the duty properly belonged to the Lessee.

Engaged in preparing a settlement of account, for the year. My affairs are now so voluminous as to make this a matter of some little importance. In reviewing all the incidents of the past year, I find reason to be further grateful for all the benefits bestowed upon me 394and to be content. I find also some calls upon my prudence in consequence of the extraordinary increase of my expenditure. This has risen one third during the last year.

Home, Livy. Afternoon, Sismondi, Portuguese Literature, Ariosto, and Forster upon Rubens’ painting of the resurrection in the gallery at Dusseldorf. Evening, Grahame’s U.S. He has rewritten his history and continued it down to the Revolution. I began the second writing comparing it with the first.1 My Wife and her two guests were out in the evening. Afterwards, Swifts Drapier’s Letters in which I fully see the power of his style.