I returned to Boston this morning alone, having a very pleasant ride as the weather had moderated exceedingly. On my going to George’s room I found a letter of a singular description had been received by him from my Mother.
1 This created on his part some feeling and led to a general explanation of his affairs. Much was said on both sides, but I was gratified as it removed one of the bars
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which had existed heretofore between us. Much can be done yet and if the heavens will only stand propitious the misery which threatens our family may yet be averted. I returned to my room and wrote a letter to my Mother concerning him.
2 After dinner I was occupied in writing out the opinion upon the law case of last Monday which I delivered at the Court in the evening.
3 Heard a case argued there and then took Supper with Richardson at the Boston Coffee House. We separated at ten.