Dark and damp. Distribution as ordinary. Evening at home.

The accounts from Maine are at last pacific, but the apprehensions now are respecting all the intelligence to arrive from Great Britain. Stocks are falling, there is much want of confidence in the money market and evidence of serious derangement in the Banking system of the Southwest. Well, the game is not yet out.

Time at Office rather wasted. Walk and purchase plants for Quincy. The Trachinians. After dinner, the Chinese, and in the evening, French and Burr. Nothing can be more quiet than the present state of 210our life. When I finish this interminable review my Winter’s work is done, and Heighho for Spring labours.