Heavy showers all day. Time much as usual. Evening at home.

I had intended to go to Quincy today but the weather made it impossible. At the Office I was engaged in Accounts as usual and in reading the last number of the North American Review. Not much in it of interest. The difficulty with that periodical seems to be that it does not discuss things any body cares about knowing. Continued Mr. Quin in the Afternoon.

I received today a letter from Mr. Hunt informing me of a delay in his proposed publication and also of his desire that my name might be published in connexion with my article.1 I have no objection and no desire. Evening quiet at home.