Cloudy day. Occupation as usual. Evening at home.

At the Office I finally got rid of the large sum of Mr. Johnson’s which has been upon my hands for some time.1 These operations are always a relief to my mind. Perhaps it would have been better if I had never charged myself with such heavy responsibilities in managing the affairs of others, but man is required to be useful for something and perhaps that is the wherein2 I may be considered most so.

Electra. I have got my Catalogue of Coins into the lower empire, where they are more confused and of less value and interest. Evening, Mrs. Adams and I attempted to pay a visit to Mrs. Quincy without getting in and to Mrs. Edward Blake where there was company, so we returned home and travelled up the River Mississippi with Miss Martineau. Crevier.