I rode through Boston to Medford this morning. Found Abby quite happy to see me again and provoked a little at my staying quite so long away. The morning passed in conversation and after dinner I drove her in my gig to Winter Hill1
where Mrs. Everett lives. Found her looking badly, and apparently in depressed spirits. The reason is beyond me, but I have my suspicions.2
We returned to Medford in time to meet Mrs. Bainbridge at tea, and a Mr. Breed of Charlestown3
who was remarkable for a most atrocious deformity in his jaw which projected to such a degree that the upper front teeth were always out of the mouth. Mr. Cambreleng was there also, a quondam rival of mine. I remained at Medford.
1. In that part of Charlestown which is now Somerville.
2. Mrs. Everett was pregnant; her daughter, Grace Webster Everett, was born on 24 Dec. 1827 (Edward Franklin Everett, Descendants of Richard Everett of Dedham, Mass., Boston, 1902, p. 131).
3. Presumably Ebenezer Breed, a wealthy merchant who owned a fine residence and garden in Charlestown, where Mount Vernon Street now runs (Winsor, Memorial History of Boston
, 3:555, 4:635).