This is the first really pleasant day we have had for a considerable time back. I staid at Quincy and occupied myself in my usual way. Read Horace, the Journey to Brundusium, which has no claim to be called a Satire. I then made some progress in Neale although his Account is uninteresting from its sameness. Hutchinson to the close of Bernard’s Government. He had more than his match. The power of the British Government had little or no support when support was of consequence. And perhaps the mode of treatment was not quite decided enough.
Afternoon, finished Henderson’s book upon Wines which I consider as a very valuable work and supplying a void in literature. I have received many new and cleared many formerly received ideas. He has not gone sufficiently into the modes of preserving and improving wines, situation &c. which would have added a practical value to his work.
The public is now expecting the visit of the President here for which many preparations are making. General Jackson conquers every thing.1 I read a few of Madame de Sevigné’s letters, but on the whole was idle.