Clear day. Morning Office. Afternoon Quincy. Evening at home.

I kept on working as well as I could this morning although interrupted by one or two persons on business. The labour of this composition of Burr is greater than any thing I have undertaken and it makes me at times a little impatient. I am drawing however towards the end. Home to read Ajax.

After dinner, Mr. Brooks accompanied me to Quincy to see the 229progress I had made in improvements, and we passed a couple of hours and returned. He has purchased Mr. Webster’s house,1 and today he intimated his wish that my Wife could occupy it with him. Against this I should have no serious objection for the winter months but he desires a person to reside also in Summer at Medford which is not practicable for me. On the whole I prefer my present way of life but I am not so selfish as to make it a sine qua non as it regards my comfort. Mr. Webster is going to Europe and his friends again come forward to pay his debts and set him up. His career is entirely unexampled in our history. And it is much to be desired that it should never be imitated. Evening quietly at home.