The morning was clear and rather cool. I was up early and busy in preparation for returning. After two or three visitors and a pretty quiet breakfast we were called to start in the same state that we went. I took leave of our party expressing my thanks to Mr. Cushing for the civility manifested by him. The number of guests here was very considerable, being besides ourselves, Mr. and Mrs. Wild and their boy, six years old, and Mrs. Doane of Boston. These are connected with Mr. Cushing through his late wife, their sister and the children of Judge Wild.1 We returned to town without accident arriving there a few minutes after one o’clock. Thus has passed what to me at least was a very irksome period and one which I hope not soon to be called to repeat.

My father having made an arrangement to dine at Mr. Frothingham’s, we remained in town, and I had an opportunity to perform 274several commissions about which I had been anxious. After a quiet and pleasant dinner we returned to Quincy in my Gig which I had left in town for the purpose, and I had an hour to pass in reviewing what had been done in my absence, some of which was ill done. So very difficult it is to entrust any thing to another, even the best disposed. However it was not too late to alter. Evening, the ladies made a short visit to Mr. and Miss Beale, and I accompanied them. Nothing material.