Morning clear but quite cold. I went to the Office and became very soon engaged in my usual Quarterly accounts, which would have kept me had not J. Q. Adams come in, and mentioning his being about to go to Quincy alone, I determined to accompany him. In this way I may gain something in regard to my arrangements which must now be rapidly making. I found Kirk and got him to prepare for me my horse and chaise to return, then to the Painter’s whom I could not find after all. This is always the way in the country. Notified him however to meet me on Wednesday and after stopping to look at my place I came back and thence home which I did not however reach until after my dinner hour. Afternoon coins. Evening, a game or two of backgammon with my Wife, and then, Menagiana.1