Morning, writing to my Mother,1 and at the Office reading Blackstone. After dinner I went out to Medford. No news from Washington 218or Baltimore. Found all the individuals as usual, and passed the evening quietly with them. Had some conversation with Abby until late.

Went to Meeting in the morning with Abby and Miss Bartlett. Heard Mr. Stetson as usual. In the afternoon a snow storm which afterwards changed to rain. I occupied myself by reading Cooper’s late Novel, the Red Rover, which possesses much interest—with the usual faults of the author.1 Mrs. Everett’s children are unwell and the family looks solitary. I felt in but middling spirits.

Returned to town this morning. Received letters from home of a very pleasing description, giving an account of the Wedding and forwarding a piece of cake. My father in his, makes a very kind allusion to my own affairs.1 There was a letter for Abby2 which I inclosed to her but could not send. The day passed much as usual. In the evening attended the Moot Court and heard a case argued, after which returned home and was occupied reading.

Wrote to my father this morning, then went to the Office. Read Blackstone until my eyes ached. Afternoon, Hutchinson. George came in and there was an argument held in the Office for an hour which was not very interesting to me. After which I went by invitation to take tea at Dr. Welsh’s where Louisa Smith was whom I had not seen for a long time. At home late.

Morning occupied in reading the Greek philosophy. Then went to the Office and read Blackstone. Went to Medford to dinner. Nothing very remarkable happened. Miss Bartlett still here. Took a walk with her and Abby in the afternoon. Conversation in the evening. Read the account of the wedding and was much amused. They seem to have got through it very well.