Had but little agreeable rest, the accommodations were so bad and I found myself compelled
to dress in my old stock of clothes, and go through the day very dirty. Morning at
the Office. Wrote a letter to my father although I have received none from him this
week, owing probably to the celebration of the fourth. Read a little of Kent. Wadsworth
left us and Emerson is in the Insane Hospital so that we are now reduced to Davis
and I. Afternoon, Executive Record. Rode to Quincy and found myself much rejoiced
to be again quietly at my room. Took a salt water bath with my Uncle and Thomas. The
water was delicious and I felt glad to regain a little of my usual neatness. Conversation.