I performed my exercises of the Morning with great regularity. And received a long and gratifying letter from my dear Abby. Mr. Reynolds called to see me and remained an hour talking of his expedition and finally came down as I had long expected, with his regular subscription list. As I had said so much, of course something was to be expected, and I was compelled to put myself down. In the evening we had a dull party of people consisting of the brides, Mrs. Mason, Mrs. Cooper, and Mrs. Weed,1
and the Roberdeaus, and McLeans. It was very stupid. Mr. and Mrs. Frye and Miss Buchanan,2
together with Mr. Myers who by unlucky fate just dropped in to be invited. Glad when they were all gone.