Morning dark and heavy clouds with a rain for an hour of the morning. I went upon the hill to see my men who are still digging. Mr. Higgins was here yesterday afternoon while I was detained in town and thus disabled from seeing him. He has however put a little more spirit into the men.
I rode into town with the rain in my face all the way and protected 103only by an umbrella. The wind felt as cold as November. To the Athenaeum and the office. But I did little. Called upon Mr. Sparrel for the specifications of the stone which he furnished me. Nothing further. I could not see Mr. Brooks, and returned to Quincy.
Afternoon it cleared away, and I went round to the ledges to see Mr. Colburn and get his answer about the work, but he was not ready. I gave him Sparrel’s specification and he promised an answer on Friday. Home. Evening quiet. Called with the two ladies at Mrs. T. Greenleaf’s. Found only her son Price and daughter, who treated us very civilly and we returned.