Fine day. I was occupied much of my morning in various duties appertaining to the great object of removal to Quincy and in a few connected with the Tenants. Then to the Office where I tried to put some order in my papers. Called to see Davis for a few moments and exchange a word upon politics. There is little now of interest since the rumors of cabinet changes have died away, and nothing happens but a brawl or two in the House. Davis is still talking with others about his project of contributing to a press but as I suspect with very little prospect of success. Thus went the morning.

Home. My Wife had to dinner, Mr. and Mrs. Frothingham, and Sidney and Mrs. Brooks. Pleasant enough, excepting that it is so long since I have had any company it appears new. They spent the afternoon and took tea. T. K. Davis dropped in to tell me that he considered his project a failure. He had seen the men and was satisfied.