A fine clear day being a continuation of the beautiful weather we have had and exhausting the severe season rapidly. I went to the Office. Time divided between the usual duties and Mr. Walsh and after him Deacon Spear from Quincy. He came apparently to tell me that the Directors of the Quincy Canal Company were anxious to have my opinion upon the course they thought of adopting, which is to stock the debt. I told him, I thought it was a good plan, and if they wished me to attend the meeting I would do so. He talked of various other matters besides. After he was gone I dropped in to see Mr. Davis and sat a few minutes when Mr. Walsh came in. We commenced talking upon the favourite subject of his project of a Newspaper when an interruption drove us all out. Walk with Mr. Walsh and home to Livy. Afternoon, amused myself with Buffon’s Account of Man.1 Then Burnet. Evening at home. Alone with my Wife and no book. Very uninteresting. 2 To bed early. My articles do not yet appear.