A fine day. I went to the Office and was engaged most of my time in preparing a packet for my father inclosing various papers, among others two blank checks, which Mr. Frothingham1 requested me to have filled by him being for balances due by the Bank of the United States upon old accounts of his. This a very providential discovery of funds and puts me much at ease respecting my prospect until the first of January. This is always the season when my father and I are generally both run pretty hard and I think hereafter I shall take more decisive measures to prevent inconvenience.

Returned to the House where I found quite a crowd of company. My Mother and Mary with Dr. Bigelow, Mr. Brooks, Mrs. Ignatius Sargent, and Mrs. Frothingham. My Wife was better but hardly well able to stand this press of company. I staid but a short time and then returned again, but my morning was broken up. My Mother and Mary staid to dine and in the afternoon, so that this was also consumed. Evening at home. My Wife went to bed early so that I continued Grahame.