Day fine. Morning passed in final arrangements. Kirk in town to take with him my horse. Ketchum, the owner of another which matches him came up and I was foolish enough to buy him. This was imprudent just as I am going away. Final directions to workmen in various departments and then home.

Dine early and off at 3 o’clock to the cars for Providence.1 Found T. K. Davis there all ready for the start. Also Mr. Webster and Mr. and Mrs. Chadwick. His recognition of us was rather formal and cold. As to myself, I do not wonder, but as regards Davis, I think this singular.

We went to Providence and thence by railway to Stonington where we at about a quarter past 8 o’clock took the Steamer Providence to New York. Our trip was without incident and in no wise disagreeable. Being somewhat tired, I went to bed.