The child was not so well this morning. His voice was almost gone. The Dr. calls it a catarrh on his Lungs of a very severe character.1 I went to the office quite anxious about him.
Time taken up in Accounts, reading the rest of Mr. Binney’s Speech which does not quite equal the first and second parts, but on the whole Congress rarely furnishes such specimens. Walk. Afternoon, attended a meeting of the Directors of the Boylston Market Association. Nothing was done however. The distress continues here, and is very likely to continue if I may judge by the indifference with which it is viewed by the Majority at Washington.
Home, the child better which was a source of great comfort to me. Finished and dispatched a letter to my father. Col. Josiah and Mrs. Quincy called and passed a couple of hours. General but not interesting conversation. Tried to read Smith but could not fix my attention.
“Poor little Johnny is as unwell with a catarrh as his grandfather ever was” (CFA to JQA, 19 Jan.