I went to town again this morning to execute the business which I had failed in getting through with yesterday. I was tolerably successful with it and completed the long talked of arrangement with Mr. James M. Beebe and the Mortgage. I also paid off a number of the heaviest bills for the balance of my furniture purchased since my return. Thus the time vanished until my return which I made by the way of the new road lately opened in competition with Neponset. It is a nice road enough but rather laborious for a horse coming this way.

After dinner amused myself with reading Pliny. A great deal of good feeling, honesty beyond the age, a little vanity and some artifice are the characteristics of his style. The letters are rather curiously jumbled but still very interesting. The Roman Empire even in it’s corruption still retained much of the noble appearance of it’s antique form. Evening, Mrs. Adams and I to Mrs. E. Miller’s to see Mr. and Mrs. Downing who were here for the day. Nobody but the Adams family.