Morning fine. It was passed without any attention to any particular subject. The morning is so wasted by the late hour of breakfast and the time I pass in company with my Mother, that I have no time at all to occupy myself in any thing remarkably useful. Took a ride with her and Mary. On my return, occupied myself in writing a letter
to Abby which was not completed when dinner was announced. Mr. Williams of Baltimore dined here.1
He is District Attorney of Maryland, and a great friend to the present Government, and reported to be a man of talents, but I did not discover any thing particularly agreeable in his conversation. In the evening, I was with my Mother part of the evening and a part of it conversing with Mary.