I did intend to have gone to Quincy this morning, but the weather being misty and the roads wet, I also having a pretty bad cold, the design was abandoned. Went to the Office. Engaged in various occupations, of Accounts, writing &c. all my time. With not much apparently to do, I yet find that I have no time to read. This always was a great puzzle to me. Took my usual walk. The weather became warmer and the afternoon was clear.
I began my Afternoon on a new plan. Read Botta for two hours, 63and German for one, and found that it answered infinitely better. Evening. Read to my Wife, part of the Parvenus and the close of the Merry Wives. It is rather a mediocre play. Evening, I became interested in a guide book of the City of Paris. The Account of the Rogues and thieves there is extraordinary. But it was rather wasting time. Architecture or Painting will do far better.