A clear morning with a cold Northwest wind blowing pretty hard. My Wife went out notwithstanding to ride and I accompanied her, before service. Attended as usual and heard Dr. Frothingham preach from 2. Acts 42. “And they continued stedfastly in the apostles’ doctrine and fellowship, and in breaking of bread and in prayers.” A communion sermon to which I should have listened very attentively if my boy had not troubled me. Walk. Met Mr. Walsh who dined with me.

Afternoon, Mr. Muzzy of West Cambridge from Mark 9. 23.“If thou canst believe, all things are possible to him that believeth.” Faith is a favourite topic with Unitarian preachers who as a class believe less than almost any Sect of Christians. They consider faith only in its 17more limited applications to credibility, or to the qualities of humanity. Mr. Muzzy seemed to complain of the want of it in the actions of men, the doubt of human virtue and disbelief in progress.

The discourse which I read today from Buckminster was the third of a series on the same subject, and particularly upon it’s importance as well as a cause of fear as of consolation. There is one very eloquent passage in it, but on the whole the series has disappointed me. Evening at home. Read Eckhel, and Condillac.