Morning to town with Mrs. Frothingham and Abby in the Carriage. Engaged first in drawing and depositing for my Father the interest on the West Boston and Neponset Bridge Stock. After which I went to the new House and passed there a considerable part of the morning, in fitting the Keys and making preparation for my books. I moved this afternoon all the books from George’s room which I intend to come from there to my house. The weather was very warm and the business 413most excessively fatiguing so that by the close I found myself so accablé as to require a cold bath which I took forthwith and it relieved me exceedingly. But I was nevertheless much fatigued. Rode to Quincy quite late and though my appetite was prodigious owing to my having had no dinner, yet my bones were so wearied that I could not rest very well. My father returned home quite sick on Saturday but seemed well this evening. I retired very early and had no conversation.

Morning to town, but before I had reached it a most violent shower came on nearly as bad as that we had a few days since. It was lucky for me that the rain was not in front or behind as I should unquestionably have been thoroughly drenched in such case. As it was I was clear very cheap. On my arrival at my Office however I did not find that my table and room had escaped so easily for my boy by his carelessness had left the windows open in his absence to Dr. Welsh’s. This thing being remedied I employed myself in examining George’s papers which I could not get through though I continued it until I went to Quincy. Weather damp and gloomy. Found my father comfortable and talked with him in the evening about my grandfather and his papers.

Morning to town. Occupied a little at the commencement of the day but afterwards my friend Richardson called in and I talked over things with him pretty fully. He comes to see me seldom so that I am glad to have him kill a morning sometimes. Mr. Alden Bradford called in consequence of a letter which I wrote to him some days since to make a settlement about the rent of a pew belonging to my father in Brattle Square. Having no money to give me, he gave a promissory Note. I have some prospect of getting this money now, which was near proving a bad debt. Much money has been lost by George’s total neglect of books and accounts, and I can only pick up here and there a straggling debt which is going on merely by sufferance. At one I went to see Abby who was at the House, staid a little while and returned. Afternoon, George’s papers until five when I rode with Abby to Medford. Mrs. Brooks very sick. Dr. Davis1 and Miss Catherine Dexter there. Evening quiet.