Since Mr. Brooks has taken possession of his Pew, I have to go to some other and my efforts to procure one have been hitherto pretty unsuccessful. My Wife and I concluded to go to Meeting at any rate, and try one of the Gallery Pews, which an acquaintance of her’s had just left. I was much pleased with the situation although the world of fashion pronounces them not to be tolerable. They command a view of the House and are admirably situated both as respects the preacher and the Music.
Mr. Frothingham preached all day. Texts, Phillipians 4. 8. “If there be any virtue.” Considering the three classes of reasoners who doubt the existence of virtue—The sceptic by profession, the sceptic by the illusion of his passions and the sceptic by the operation of the world, and the apparently unequal dispensations of prosperity. The other from John 8.7. “He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a 219stone.” Upon the duty of gentleness in judgments of others, and the difficulty of claiming to be immaculate one’s self. The discourses were both moderately good and with pretty simplicity.
I read also one of Atterbury’s Sermons describing the Scorner. Proverbs 14. 6. “A scorner seeketh wisdom and findeth it not.” The person mentioned in the text he defines as impelled by pride or suspicion, and given to false wit or sensuality by which all his opinions are twisted from the right way. Quiet evening at home.