Morning clear and mild. I went to the Office and finished the draft of the accounts of Mr. Johnson as far as I could make it. I am very much worried by his affairs just now. What with the Mortgages on one 346side and the difficulty of remittance on the other I am not very easy.1 This work being over I have now completed all the arrears which were upon hand at my Office and must seek for occupation. Home to read Herodotus.

I went to the Athenaeum to find a book or two. My head is full of plans, but as yet it seems tolerably doubtful which of them if any will be executed. Afternoon at home reading portions of Malthus and Say.2 Evening, Mr. Brooks, Mrs. J. Angier and Mr. J. H. Foster were all here. Conversation general. Afterwards I sat down deliberately to make a draft of the biography of my Mother.

Mild morning but the streets are yet full of ice which prevented my being able to go to Quincy as I had intended. At the Office where I read Dr. Hare’s Pamphlet upon the Currency1 as I am now turning my attention towards that subject again.

The very chilly cold which every effort of mine experiences almost discourages me from attempting more, and yet I feel as if something might be contributed by me to correct public opinion upon the subject. Perhaps it is a dangerous undertaking, perhaps a foolish one. I read the speeches of Mr. Clay and Mr. Sergeant which are excellent as far as they go but do not touch the root of the evil. Who will dare to meddle with that?

Evening at home until nine and then to a party at Governor Everett’s to Mrs. Bell and the others. I did not feel much in spirits to go but consider it a duty to resist my feelings which are against Boston society. A small party at which I remained only a short time.

Mild weather. The snow is rapidly disappearing under the present atmosphere, but I did not feel competent to leaving town for Quincy this morning. My time at the Office was not very usefully spent. I have now got through the greater part of my work and must create some. Alpheus Spear from Quincy with his Rent the only interruption. Worried about Mr. Johnson, must do something with his money on all accounts. Tried to get some exchange today but could not.

Home to read Herodotus. Afternoon, looked over Gallatin’s Report1 and finished the notice of my Mother, so that now I propose to turn my whole attention to drawing up an essay upon the currency. I began upon it this very evening after reading from Mrs. Jamieson characteristics of women to my Wife, rather a superficial book.2