Heavy rain. At home. Evening visit at Mr. Crowninshield’s.

The day opened warm with a strong southerly wind and heavy rain, so that I was not able to go to Quincy as I intended. My time was therefore spent in attempting to do up a little of the arrears which my being taken off so much of late have caused in my Diary. Snatched an hour also for Hecuba which is very easy.

Afternoon Menzel in whom I take very little interest. Indeed the time appears to me so much wasted that I must strike into something else.

As it cleared in the evening, we joined Miss Cutts at her friend’s Miss Crowninshields. The old gentleman and his Wife there. He is a singular man but with much ignorance and illiterateness joins a great deal of Yankee acuteness and the economical principle.