Windy and clouds. Divine service as usual. Evening at home.

I devoted an hour of the morning to the pursuit of my medallic studies for which I have not had much leisure this year, and another to my daughter Louisa as usual. Attended divine service and heard Dr. Frothingham preach from Genesis 7. 16. “And the Lord shut him in.” A singular text enough nor did I gather much from the discourse. Afternoon Mr. Bartol from Daniel 5. 6. “Then the king’s countenance was changed, and his thoughts troubled him, so that the joints of his loins were loosed and his knees smote one against another.” An oratorical style with little at bottom but common place.

Read a Sermon by a Dr. Foster from Proverbs 30. 8.9. “Give me neither poverty nor riches, feed me with food convenient for me: lest I be full and deny thee, and say Who is the Lord? or lest I be poor and steal and take the name of my God in vain.” Upon the middling condition in life as productive of virtue and happiness. A sensible discourse. Went on with Tuckers Life of Jefferson.