Morning occupied in supplying the omission occasioned by my dissipation of the preceding days. I then returned to Boston with George. The day was again exceedingly warm and I felt it much more severely than on any preceding day. Walked to Mrs. Frothingham’s twice to see Abby, wrote a short letter to my Mother,1
and feeling the
effects of exercise, I went to take a cold bath. It was pleasant but it’s effect was sudden and the fatigue of swimming, on my coming out, made evident how much strength I had lost during the past summer. Indeed I am becoming seriously apprehensive about my health. The bath restored my appetite, and I took dinner, though from utter want of appetite I had thought at first of going without. Sleep then came over me and I took a short nap at George’s Office, previous to returning to Quincy. My father looked fatigued from his day’s expedition and is very thin.