Morning cloudy but it afterwards cleared. I went to the Office thence to the Printers where I corrected the last proof Sheet but one little one. My text makes thirty four pages, more than I had expected. I am to receive the rest tonight and tomorrow it will be out.

Mr. Beale came in to get the money subscribed for the Quincy Organ. He talked about the application for a new Bridge and the hearing which was to be had at the State House this afternoon. I recommended patience and moderation. Little can nowadays be gained from pushing rights of this kind too far. He said the Neponset Bridge did not propose to make any movement, but they would send somebody to look on. I then had some talk with him about the Canal and other matters.

Home. My Wife got letters from Europe respecting the importation of certain finery for herself, reading which kept me from my regular work. Afternoon, Burnet, and Forster. Evening, corrected the last proof of my pamphlet and also a portion of my Father’s speech by request of the Editor of the Advocate.1 This kept me until late when I went to Mrs. W. Rollins’es a small party made to Mrs. Seaver. Only her family. Dull enough to me.