Morning to town with Mr. Brooks and Abby. The day was misty and damp, the wind being east, but it cleared off pleasantly before night. I was busy at the Office during the morning. Thomas B. Adams called in and passed some time with me. He has just arrived having been at New York long enough to alarm his family considerably.1 In 406consideration of this, I thought I would take him to Quincy early. I succeeded however in getting through with and returning my Inventory of George’s effects to the Probate Court and the Appraisal so that I have that off my mind. The next thing will be to remove them from their present situation. I do not know how that will go. Rode out of town at four and reached Quincy shortly after five, just as my father was about taking a ride. I went with him to Mount Wollaston and had a pleasant conversation upon the beauty of the Country which did shine forth on this afternoon with great brilliancy. Family pride does strongly centre in him now. It has become an absorbing passion. Evening, Conversation—Economy.

Morning to town. Occupied first in going to Hancock Street to see about the sale of Mr. Welsh’s property. Finding nothing there, I went to another sale of certain furniture in Chesnut Street and there made a purchase for Quincy. This took up much of the morning. I forgot to say that I drove Abby Adams to town, a fact not in itself of much importance. On my return to my Office, I passed a good hour in making a settlement with Daniel Hollis, one of the tenants of my father’s houses. His account has been moving on ever since the year 1824 and exceeds in amount six hundred dollars while our Account against him for the same time exceeds that. I struck the balance and took his Note for the amount over. The afternoon was passed lazily as I was fatigued, excepting that I went to get my Astral Lamp1 and in order to be sure of it’s safety I carried the Glass myself. This was not elegant but I have become careless of those appearances. The same thing gave me a good deal of trouble on my way to Quincy but I at last reached there safe. Evening with my father. Conversation upon the state of property in Boston.

Morning to town, weather exceedingly warm. I went into the Common Pleas for a few moments to look after my case which appears pretty safe. Then to Dr. Welsh’s as I had directed a man to come for Newspapers, in order to have them bound, which will make some number of Volumes. Having got rid of them, I went to Miss Oliver’s, 407a tenant of mine to discuss the matter of repairs and a new Lease all which was done. They take a Lease for two years and I agree to paper and paint their rooms, with some other necessary repairs. On the whole, as Rents are falling, I think my bargain a good one. Returned to the Office, wrote a short Note to Abby in reply to one of her’s.1 She wants me to go to Medford tomorrow instead of today as she has her Medford friends, as I suppose a kind of valedictory. I must go, but on the whole I am very glad to get rid of this business so cheap. I have been here now nearly two years and have been exposed as a show at Medford very little. Afternoon, quiet at my room, for once read a little of the Spectator, and some Musical anecdotes, and resumed my Index not touched before since my father arrived. Evening to Quincy. A little fretful and something low spirited. Conversation with my father—Dr. Watkins’ case.