Morning passed at home. Tolerably well, but so completely convinced that I am sick that I determined to take some more medicine. Read aloud to my Mother a portion of Irving’s Life of Columbus.1
Received two letters, one from George2
and one from Abby. The former on business, informing me that one hundred dollars more had been invested in one share of the American Bank at 3 per cent advance, for which I am to have a dividend tomorrow. Also that I might have an Office in Court Street and that he was taking measures to have me admitted. All this is good news and after my return from my ride with my Mother I answered him in full upon all these points.3
The other letter from Abby, was not less pleasant although it complained of the coldness of my first letter which very much astonished me. It put me in tolerable spirits notwithstanding. For the first time since my arrival we had company to dinner.
Mr. Duponceau and his grand-daughter from Philadelphia,4
Genl. Harrison who starts for Colombia,5
and a certain Col. Thomas,6
with Johnson Hellen formed the Company. Bernay the Cook gave us a chef d’oeuvre of science and skill in the culinary art and for my life I could not avoid indulging though I knew I should be obliged to pay for it. The evening passed as usual. I had some conversation with Johnson afterwards.