Morning clear and cool, growing warmer however as the day advanced. My Wife wished to go to Boston, so I accompanied her with the Nurse and baby. At the Office where I finished the very profitless inquisition in rectifying my Account and without success which is worse.

A short call from Alex. H. Everett, who does not appear to me to be in very good spirits. The news from Washington is not at all of a character to favour the continued domination of the Administration party, but it seems willing to set it’s all upon the cast and the Autumn elections will probably decide the hazard of the die. I wish the Government had made for itself a better cause.

Dined with Mr. Frothingham and had a pleasant talk about the University and the modes of study best adapted to the forms of our country. Afterwards, returned to Quincy. Glad to get there and wish during the hot weather that I was not so often called to leave it. Drive to Braintree with Miss Sampson after my return and sat an hour on the porch. Quite a luxury.