Morning, arose much better. With rubbing my shoulder with spirit, I have prevented any serious consequence, but it was a serious injury and came near making my visit a pretty disagreeable one. My
Mother was much better this morning and I passed it with her, in general conversation. Afternoon, wrote a short letter to George,1
and received a long one from Abby written only the day after I left her. This gave me great pleasure and put me in good spirits for the day. I could not think of wasting all my time however and so began the Works of Burke in a copy which John has been so kind as to give me, a most acceptable present. I passed the evening with my Mother.