Clear day but cool. To town, early return and afternoon at home. Evening at the Mansion.

As by the summary proceeding of last evening I had left my horse in town, the next thing seemed to me to be to regain the control of him, so I went to town in the Omnibus and after reading the Morning Newspapers I returned without attending to any business. But as the day seemed fair I thought I should like to ride through Roxbury and Milton over what is called the old road. Modern processes cut short the distances between places but they do not come attended with the beauty of the ancient. This is all along it’s whole length a highly improved road and every foot of it’s pretty and interesting.

I got home precisely at noon and immediately sat down to work as usual. Finished the copying of Mrs. Cranch’s MS of my grandmother. After dinner Tacitus, Life of Agricola. Evening at the Mansion. Miss Cutts returned there this evening.