Returned to town with Mr. Brooks. Then went to Quincy with George in a Gig, going over the Neck. The Country looked well and we had a pleasant day. Our purpose was to examine the Nursery and to put down the seeds which had been sent to us. This we accomplished although the heat of the Sun made it fatiguing. My trees look remarkably well. They have all taken. The Oaks look flourishing. After some conversation and taking tea, we returned to town over Milton Hill and met the last of the heavy stone Columns for the Meeting House. It was dragged by thirty five yoke of oxen and was a tolerable load.1
Evening at my room reading Louis 15th.