I finished the Letters of Louis de Montalte by Pascal. This book, though upon antiquated subjects, pleases me. The style is pure and the controversial eloquence which it displays is the reason that it has been recommended by my Father. Morning at the Office without doing much excepting looking out cases for an argument at the Moot Court next week. At a little after one o’clock George and I started for Medford where we arrived and found Mr. and Mrs. Frothingham, Mr. and Mrs. Chardon Brooks, and Miss Dehon. Our dinner was pleasant. Abby seemed in good spirits and we returned to Boston in the dark. George and I had another discussion. It is a difficult matter to change an animal like him but so far the result has certainly been flattering, and although the close has not yet arrived and much painful conversation must be gone through before any thing can be expected, yet now I am not without hope that he has got the right direction. He spent the evening with me.