Cloudy and chilly. Division as usual. Evening at Mrs. Armstrong’s.

After coins I went to the Office. Nothing there very material, so I determined to go over to East Cambridge and get some deeds which I left six months ago to be recorded. The walk was pleasant enough, and I took the opportunity to look at the Depot of the Lowell Railroad which I never saw before. Found there a Mortgage deed which I had sent over many years ago to be cancelled which has never been executed by my father to this day.

Home in time to read Antigone. Afternoon MS and Sharon Turner.

Evening, a large party at Mr. Armstrong’s. Many old people and a greater number than I have before seen out this winter. Nothing particularly new. Home late.