Morning at the Office. Read Blackstone and felt better than I did yesterday. At twelve I went to meet Abby at Mrs. Frothingham’s and passed an hour with her very happily. She does not seem very well but I was delighted to see her at any rate and she promised to go home on Monday. It was announced to me at home to day that Miss Tufts1
had the Scarlet Fever and that if I remained I might run the hazard of catching it, which was unwelcome news. In the afternoon wrote to my Mother and did little else. Evening, attended the last meeting of the Debating Society and it was an amusing though not a very dignified one. I feel on the whole satisfied with the success I have had here. It
is well for a Commencement, and this evening, I was flattered by the decided attention that was paid to me.