The morning was very sultry with clouds but it cleared with a brief shower and became very hot. I amused myself writing an article upon Texas for the next Quincy Patriot1 and then attended divine service.

Heard Mr. Whitney preach in the morning from Deuteronomy 32. 47. “For it is not a vain thing for you: because it is your life; and through this thing ye shall prolong your days in the land whither ye go over Jordan to possess it.” Afternoon Mr. Lunt from I Corinthians 12. 21. “And the eye cannot say unto the hand, I have no need of thee: nor again the head to the feet, I have no need of you.” I was not so attentive to either of these discourses as I should have been.

Mr. DeWint from Fishkill who is here, dined with us. Read a Sermon of Sterne upon Pride. Luke 14. 10.11. “But thou, when thou art bidden, go and sit down in the lowest room, that when he that bade thee cometh, he may say to thee Friend, go up higher; then shalt thou have worship in the presence of them who sit at meat with thee; for whosoever exalteth himself shall be abased; and he that humbleth himself shalt be exalted.” A good subject—the more a man moralizes the less likely he is to find pride a virtue, although in conduct it often prevents the commission of vicious actions. We had much company in the evening. Mr. Degrand came from town to take leave of my father. Elizabeth C. Adams with two or three cousins Fosters &c.

Morning clear with a high wind from the Northwest and cool. I have very little account to give of my day, excepting that as it was the occasion fixed upon to finish what remained to be done upon the road to my house, I was upon the spot most of the time giving directions as to the disposition I wished to be made. The men did not execute as much work as upon the previous day when I had them under the same general direction. The reason was in the greater difficulty attending the getting gravel. The wind was so high that I came in pretty well tired out and rather worse for working in such dust.

Dressed to appear in the drawing room where were some ladies. Mrs. T. B. Adams, her daughter Elizabeth, Miss Smith, and three children of Mr. Dewint, besides Col. Quincy and his Wife who came to see my house but were belated and took tea. Nothing further.

Morning much as yesterday. My father accompanied me to town on his road to Washington, to attend the special session.1 There is something at all times disagreeable in these separations of families, and especially at times when it has not been anticipated. I am glad however that we retain at Quincy even the other members of the family for a time.

At the Office where I was busy in Accounts and settling bills which is my principal wish at this time. Met accidentally Mr. Paine of the Advocate and had some talk with him about that concern. He says they have come to an understanding by which the dissatisfied members retire from the concern with the loss of what they have. Mr. Hallett in-305timidated them and thus prevented the destruction of the paper. But Paine is himself dependent upon the paper and is desirous of holding to it until he can get something else. But he does not speak well of Hallett, which convinces me of the unprincipled character of H. and he wishes to get out without incurring a quarrel. I feel more and more the relief of being rid of the business.

I went down to the railroad depot where I found my father and took leave of him. Saw Mr. Webster and several other members going on. Home to Quincy. Afternoon at the House. The wind so high Kirk could do little upon the bank so he was busy forming the bottoms for the gravel walks. Not much of any thing else. Evening at home.