Clouds and snow. At home all day busy packing up. Dine at the Mansion and spend the evening there.
I felt this morning a little inclined to head ach but it went off before dinner. Time not much improved as the preparations were going on for final removal. I wrote a little upon my series of papers but not vigorously.
I forgot to state that I consulted my father about their publication and he advised the offer of them at least to the Courier, in pursuance of which recommendation there were three sent to that paper, on Monday.
The day was wretchedly gloomy. On the whole we have had a de-133lightful Summer which has however been terminated by the most unpleasant Autumn that I remember. This much diminishes my feeling of regret at leaving Quincy.
We dined with my father who is tolerably lonely. Evening, Conversation about the character of General La Fayette.