Charming day. Office, division as usual. Evening at Mrs. Everetts.

After my hour in coins, I went to the Office. Occupied in Accounts. Letter from the Salem Lyceum requesting me to deliver my Lecture Wednesday. I wrote back that I never delivered it excepting upon particular request.1 Home. Read Antigone. Afternoon, Sharon Turner. Reading my Article over very critically.

Evening we went to Mr. Everett’s for the purpose of hearing him read his Lecture on the opening of the Lowell Institute.2 But he had accidentally been unable to recover it from a person who had borrowed it. He read however several letters and part of the Diary of Mr. Lowell. There were several ladies present. Mrs. Henshaw and her daughter, Mrs. Frothingham and Thomas, Miss Welsh and ourselves. Evening pleasant enough and home at ten.