A fine day. I read German in the morning and then attended divine service. Heard Mr. Frothingham in the morning and Mr. Nathl. Hall in the afternoon.1 The first preached a Sermon for Communion drawn from the Text 1 Corinthians 11. 28. “But let a man examine himself and so let him eat of that bread and drink of that cup.” His object principally to dispel the idea of unworthiness and the consequent disposition frequently occurring in the Christian world of canvassing the relative merits of individuals as claiming to partake of the ordinance. This is not my difficulty. I have never troubled myself with the consciences of other people. But I feel myself not beyond the possibility of weakness and error in after life, and I would not incur so early with my eyes open the violation of so solemn a pledge. This certainly adds nothing to the moral obligation of upright conduct, but it does in my mind increase the crime of failure to perform it.

Mr. Hall is a Cousin of my Wife and has devoted himself to the Ministry in spite of obstacles and discouragements which would have checked most men. He therefore comes forward with added inducements for exertion. His text today was from Philippians 3. 13,14 “This one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Jesus Christ.” The matter of this Sermon was not remarkable—The taste rather of the delicate than of the vigorous order. The manner solemn and impressive. I was on the whole quite pleased with him and was glad to consider his prospect of success considerable as such energy deserves to be rewarded.

I took a long walk today in which I recognized and conversed with Mr. Munson whom I met at New York in going on to Washington. Resumed my old practice today of reading a Sermon and selected the first of Barrow’s.2 Proverbs 3. 17. “Her ways are ways of pleasantness and all her paths are peace.” Her ways that is, the ways of wisdom or properly understood of religion. The whole Sermon was divided into 32heads and each destined to give some particular illustration of the text. I thought much of these was excellent, but the original definition of wisdom narrow and inadequate. That wisdom must be fully exercised in matters of practice is undoubtedly true, but that extends over the whole field of theory, that it founds itself upon the most extensive examination of thought, feeling and action seems to me to be equally certain. Nevertheless, as there is vigorous thought in Barrow I was pleased. Evening, P. C. Brooks Jr. came in for half an hour. Afterwards, Mansfield Park and Werther. I retired with a feeling of satisfaction at the full performance of my duties.

A rainy, warm day again. I went to the Office. Writing. Mr. John Kirk presented himself today at my Office. He is just from Washington and definitively dismissed from my father’s household. I am glad of this for he had become quite a disgrace. And I have been labouring to produce this result for some time. He brought me an order for the debt due to him which startled me. As I have unlimited power of selling some of my father’s funds I had a resource, but it did not make me relish the better the mode of doing this. It happened that I had no funds of my father’s and this was an order for $1200.1 If it had not been Kirk I should do nothing about it. But as my exertions have produced his dismissal I am willing they should be taxed to pay him. I asked him to call tomorrow. I could not walk. Ovid as usual. Afternoon, the Papers in which I am slowly making progress, and occasionally I find an agreeable reminiscence. But not often. Mansfield Park and Goethes Werther as usual.

Fine day. I generally read German an hour after breakfast which reduces my Office time to two hours a day, as short a period as I can possibly give to business. Kirk called again and I was not prepared. Mr. Spear came in from Quincy, and paid me some money which 33together with some of my own yielded enough for Kirk’s present wants so that this was momentary relief. The New Engd. Shares will not sell. I must dispose of twelve. I could get no walk today on Account of this anxiety.

Home. Ovid. I shall not detail the particulars of every day’s duty performed. Suffice it to say that with the exception of the charm of my study, we go on now as quietly as we ever did at home. The children give us a little uneasiness, but thank God, at present, they look in tolerable health. This is my principal anxiety in life. In these I derive pleasures and hopes which the will of heaven must regulate and I will humbly continue under its guidance to entertain.