Morning clear and pleasant. I went down to see Sharp about my piece of furniture but still could not make it out. We worked away upon the plan for an hour or more and yet did not come to any clear determination. I left him and his workman to mature it by Monday when I am to call and finish. But my time was much shortened by the unexpected delay.

I had barely leisure enough to go round to several places on commissions previously to the time appointed to go to Quincy. Mr. Everett joined me at my house and we started for Quincy so as to arrive there before one o’clock. The Supervisors of the Adams Temple and School Fund met and went through with the transaction of their usual business. Some debate upon one point of the Lease respecting the expiration of the Lease and the contract to renew it on the same terms. Final motion to amend, succeeded, and voted to be recorded which will be my work. Afterwards, Company to dinner. Mr. D. Greenleaf, E. P. 176Greenleaf, Mr. Whitney, Mr. Lunt, Dr. Woodward. My father’s birthday and was remembered at table.

We left dinner and returned to town shortly after sunset. Home where I worked upon No. 6 until I nearly completed it. The great labour is over. I have now only the work of copying. But I must make my last number stirring.

Morning warm. I was occupied in making out my coins on paper so as to form a tolerably accurate idea of the surface they will occupy.1 Then attended divine service and heard Mr. Ripley of Waltham2 from John 10. 10. “I am come that they might have life and that they might have it more abundantly.” The object of Christianity as compared with the Mosaic dispensation. Corinthians 13. 10. “But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.” Future life, immortality. Mr. Ripley presents few new ideas and does not give old ones new force. I returned home and read the remainder of Barrow’s long Sermon upon bounty to the poor, in which he considers who are the poor and how man may be said to be assisted by charity to them. Very good but requires division and perhaps a little lopping away. Quiet evening at home. I went on with No. 7 and accomplished the first half.

Exceedingly warm day. I walked up to Mr. Sharpe’s and spent an hour in maturing my plan but without coming to any decision, he was to make the estimates and submit them tomorrow morning. The delay made me late. I had several other places to go to which kept me long, so that I consumed all my time at the Office in writing the mere arrears of my Diary, and in Accounts. I remained so long as to be unable to do any thing in the way of my usual occupations at home, before dinner. Afterwards, I took a little nap, my drowsiness being in some degree caused by the uneasy nights in the room with the baby.

I finished No. 7 before I went to bed. But one more number remains, and I have at least five weeks to write it in. I shall therefore take it 177easy but mature it well. By the first of September, I can begin to think of revising for the Pamphlet form. It has been so miserably broken up in its effect by the caprices of these editors that I long to get it out of their hands as quick as possible. I believe, I shall not write again for the Advocate.