Cloudy day with mist and rain. Morning to town. Dinner and afternoon at the Mansion.

My morning was almost entirely taken up by the various duties incident to the preparation of my house in Acorn Street for rent. So that I have not much to record. We dined as usual at my fathers, and it being rainy I did not return home until night. But spent some time in examining Col. Stone’s Life of Brant the Indian.

Dr. Palfrey has sent me a letter requesting a Review of this book,1 and in order to give an answer I looked into it. He takes nineteen pages to discuss who his hero’s father was and that is enough for me. If Dr. Palfrey wishes an article he must select something less tedious.