The morning was clear but cold. I passed the day very quietly, heard Mr. Whitney preach morning and afternoon, two Sermons very much in his usual style. He is very uninteresting and I think has almost brought his Parish to a crisis. The result of the present state of things is rather to be feared.

I conversed with my father during the day upon a variety of subjects relating to his situation here in Quincy. We do not often think alike upon matters of common life. He is a little more easy than I am disposed to be, under impositions of various kinds, and trusts as I be-367lieve we all do, a little too much to his own preconceived notions of right. But I am speaking perhaps more boldly than I ought.

My Mother was kept up in pretty tolerable spirits during the day, by the presence of my Wife. She is in low spirits from a state of depression resulting from her health, and from a general apathy to the ordinary run of the world, which is as unfortunate a thing as can befall a woman. I can give no account of any very profitable occupation during the day. Evening, Miscellaneous Conversation.

The day opened in darkness and clouds. After breakfast it commenced raining and held on so pretty violently until night. We returned to Boston in the Carriage notwithstanding. I had several little things to do which consumed a portion of my Morning so that I did not reach the Office until late. When the time did come, I found a Note from Isaac H. Adams stating that his father had been thrown out of a Chaise and considerably hurt, therefore requesting I would see him and let the Carriage take him to Quincy. I went directly to Mr. Jas. H. Foster’s where he was, and found him pretty comfortable, and able to go at 12 o’clock. It is very astonishing that his Neck was not broken.1

Returned to the Office and was busy there in my Accounts, as on this day I was to pay the Taxes upon my Father’s Estate in Boston.2 Mr. Curtis called to have the Certificates of certain shares belonging to the Estate of Mr. Boylston transferred to Mr. Greenleaf, and Mr. J. A. Welsh called also to be paid his Share of the proceeds of the Appraisement of Mr. New’s Estate. I then went home to dress for the purpose of dining with Mr. A. H. Everett according to invitation. The party consisted of none but the family of Mr. Brooks and Mr. Everett, excepting that Mr. Brooks was himself prevented from coming by the rain. The dinner was dull, and gave me no satisfaction as I was not pleased with my part of it. I left to take tea with Mrs. Frothingham and ride home with my Wife. Milton’s eighth book and the Tatler.