Morning cloudy which ended in rain. Distribution as usual. Evening party.

At the Office my time engaged in Accounts as usual. The commencement of this year has been an unusually busy one in this regard and that scarcely with my knowing wherefore. I have been utterly unable to prosecute my design upon Aaron Burr’s history, and much of the ordinary business of the agency is behind hand. Also my correspondence, but I was glad to receive from Washington today some papers from Mr. Frye which smooth the difficulties in the way of the settlement of T. B. Adams’ affairs. These hang on exceedingly, and through Mr. Harrods apparent inattention seem likely to do so still more.1

Electra and in the afternoon working on the Catalogue of coins which absorbs much time I should otherwise have better employed perhaps. And yet I have acquired an amount of positive knowledge which may be useful and in which I was shamefully deficient.

Evening we went to a party at Mrs. Thayer’s stated to be a small party but in fact a ball. Almost all the fashionable people there and altogether a brilliant, well arranged affair. Home a little after eleven.