A fine clear day. I went to the Office and kept steadily at work rubbing off the accumulation of the last few weeks. I got my files pretty well settled today, but although I make frequent calls all round respecting Mr. Johnson’s affairs, as yet there has been no progress.

At one o’clock I went to Quincy taking up at Mrs. Frothingham’s my Wife and daughter to go with me. We were expected to dinner and found my Mother still improving. The Dr. today discontinued his visits. I passed the afternoon partly in a visit to my house, and round the premises, partly in sitting in my Mother’s room. Evening, read and was much struck with Robertson’s History of Ancient India,1 a sketch of much power.