Morning at the Office. Kents Commentaries. Received a short letter from Mother containing little of any thing except some ridiculous stories. This was the day fixed for the public dinner given to Mr. Webster and after much doubt I determined not to go being scarcely able to afford it.1 In consequence of this decision I made a sort of agreement to go Medford with Chardon Brooks in case his brother did not go with him. After this agreement had been made I repented of it and would have been glad to have gone to the dinner, but it was too late. His brother did go out with him and I lost both chances, about which I consoled myself with my ordinary duties.

Morning at the Office for a few moments. Returned to my room to drive George in a gig to Weston. The weather was cloudy and changeable but warm. We had a pleasant ride and stopped to look at the farm which father has obtained by the singular bequest of Mr. Boylston.1 It is in a miserable condition and not likely to be better in his hands. He had better part with it if he can find any purchaser. We went over the house and barns and then returned to a house two miles this side to dine. My appetite supplied the place of a good dinner and we devoured every thing that was set before us. Reached Boston before six. Evening at home.

Morning at the Office. Mr. Webster there for the first time. Wrote a letter to my mother1 which occupied me the greater part of the time. Mr. Brooks asked me to go to Medford with him to which I consented and went accordingly to dine. The day was warm being the first of the kind this season. Found the family much as usual. Chardon and his wife in Boston, and Gorham out here. The conduct of this young man seems singular but I have not troubled myself with curiosity about him. J. Joy at tea.2 Evening quiet.