Cool morning. Mr. Frye came in and asked me to accompany him to see the Mill property of my father, so we walked there. A pretty spot situated upon a narrow creek, but the property wretchedly out of repair. The dam which had been carried away is now repairing in a thorough manner, but it would hardly seem worth while to attempt it. Complaints on the part of the Miller of encroachments, on all sides. My father is a wretched provider of his own affairs.1

I returned home and then went in the carriage with the ladies to the foot of the Capitol, on the way to the House of Representatives. The report upon the duel still the subject of debate. Mr. Underwood was making a speech as I went in, after whom Mr. Thomas repeated his proposal to lay on the table and print. This brought on a series of manoeuvres on the part of either party, which came very near bringing a regular flare-up in which my father promised to make a prominent figure. But the Speaker was quite collected and decided so rapidly as to smother the fire. So after a series of Yeas and nays, Thomas carried his 40motion and thus terminates the subject.2 T. K. Davis and Mr. Campbell in after dinner, But I was tired and went to bed.