Rain all day. Morning to town. At home rest of the day.

I felt extremely unwell this morning, but determined to go to town notwithstanding. The weather was not propitious but I was on the whole favored by a change of wind so as to have the rain behind me both ways. I did not regret my going as I transacted the business upon which I came and went over much of my accounts. But they do not agree and I am driven to an examination of the difficulty, which is tedious.

Home to dine without any appetite. Afternoon, some of the epigrams of Martial, but I shall never be able to read him connectedly so I propose to go over Tacitus. I have now read at least once nearly all of the Latin classical writers, and I mean to go over them again. Texier, whose book I like much, because it imparts clear ideas.

My father, Mrs. John Adams and Miss Cutts spent the evening with us. My Wife was better.