Fine day. Morning to Quincy. Dinner company. Evening at home.

I went to Quincy again this morning and continued my work of transplanting trees. I removed a great number of Firs from the low ground to the edge of my new inclosure and one or two larger trees. The men were at work upon the wall so that once again every thing seems to be in operation. I finished this morning the heavy part of the transplanting and have now only to replace some particular trees, which have died. The past week has advanced matters wonderfully at Quincy. We have been favored by weather and my personal attention has been beneficial.

Home to meet some gentlemen I had invited to dinner, to meet I. Hull Adams and Mr. Campbell. Present Dr. Frothingham, Mr. Joy, H. B. Rogers, Dr. Gorham and the two gentlemen. A pleasant dinner. They sung well but I am afraid nearly all of us drank a little too much wine for convenience. There is a sort of conviviality in music that renders it exceedingly dangerous. It makes one forget the limits of prudence a little.