Day fine. To town with Mr. Brooks and return. Dine at Gorham Brooks’ and afternoon generally wasted in company.

My day has little of remark as I was entirely drawn away from books, and conversed unprofitably. I went to my house in consequence of the stories of housebreaking which have been generally circulated, and removed my coins and such silver as was most valuable, to Mrs. Frothingham’s.

Nobody but Mr. Brooks and ourselves dined with Gorham but he lives very pleasantly and very genteelly, perhaps rather too luxuriously for this country. He is labouring at improving his place at much expense. This is for amusement and occupation, yet I see the kernel of discontent at bottom which will spoil the whole. He will be pleased only while he is pursuing.

Allyne Otis came out in the afternoon on a visit. He is really as 107empty a puppy of thirty as I can well conceive.1 Evening Mrs. Angier called, and for want of other things I tried to extract from P. C. B. Jr. some commercial information which he gave fluently and intelligently.