Morning to town. The weather exceedingly warm. At the Office. Received a most extraordinary Note from Mrs. Longhurst with a remittance of fifty dollars. I replied to it promptly and in such manner that her leaving the House now would not surprise me,1
and indeed would it be matter of indifference as I had rather take my chance of a good tenant, who paid punctually, even if I should be compelled to lower the rent. She wishes me to lower the rent for her without paying. Walked to the House and saw Abby. My book cases not yet done. Returned to the Office, engaged in tearing and assorting old papers, until dinner time. Dined at Judge Hall’s. My father, Mr. J. Russel, Col. Hall, Judge, wife and son. Tolerably pleasant. His wine was good. But a thunder storm detained me longer than I wished as the Judge is prosy after dinner, and his lady talks shocking scandal. Rode to Medford in the evening, came in to tea and Dr. Swann. Evening, saw Mrs. Brooks, who has been quite ill, but is better and was lively tonight. Remainder of the evening as usual.