Morning passed much as usual. A portion of it in copying and a part in company with the family. This is much the life of a drone, but it must be tolerated in the hope for improvement. Nothing new, excepting that the Banks in Boston have declared their dividends whereby I am benefitted. I ought to be there as my absence involves matters of much interest. George has not written me yet. Went the usual ride with the ladies and read some of Mr. Burke in the afternoon. We did not dine until late and so had a short evening.