Moderating. Exercises as usual. Evening H. G. Gorham.

The weather looked a little moderating today though still severe enough. After my exercises with my daughter, I attended divine service and heard Dr. Frothingham preach from 1. Samuel 20. 3. “There is but a step between me and death.” A very beautiful and touching discourse upon the late conflagration of the Lexington which drew tears from most of the audience. There were several persons on board who had been much connected with this congregation, Mrs. Jarvis and children and Mr. Finn the actor as well as Dr. Follen. I know of nothing which has lately happened here that has brought to the soul of every body such a harrowing sensation. At the Post Office today there were accounts of two more saved.

Afternoon, sermon from Isaiah 44. 16. “I am warm, I have seen the fire.” Upon the cold from a text too remarkable not to recall the fact of it’s being a repetition. Read a sermon by Mr. Tidcombe in the English Preacher from Psalms 73. 3. “For I was envious at the foolish when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.” Upon the unequal distribution of good and evil as we see it in this life. A fruitful topic for commonplace.

Evening H. G. Gorham spent an hour with us, and I went to bed early as it seemed from the accounts very clear that I must get to New York tomorrow overland.