A clear day though a change of wind had taken off the very genial feeling which marked the air of yesterday. I was much occupied at the Office in attending to Accounts and collecting various Dividends. W. Spear came in from Quincy on the settlement of his annual Account which was effected as usual. Mr. Walsh also came in and sat some time. Also I had a call from Mr. Bryent the furnace maker. Thus the whole morning passed and I went home late.

Missed Sophocles. Indeed it becomes usual from the time my country visits begin to neglect my literary occupations, and as yet I have some burden of care in regard to the arrangement for occupying the house. Mr. Walsh dined with me and sat so long that I did not much upon the coins. Evening, reading to my Wife resumed, the sixth volume of Scott which has just come out. After which, Eckhel’s Chapter upon votive coins.