At home all day. Abby went to Meeting in the morning. My mind was running a good deal upon the conversation which we had upon the prospects of our marriage. Abby intimated that her father was opposed to any consideration of it for some time to come. I told her that in that case I could not consent to remain in Boston and live such a dull life as I do, deprived of every comfort for another winter. The idea of postponing this when brought up by others depresses me terribly and my mind was running upon it much of the time during the day. Perhaps if there was no opposition I might move to delay it myself, perhaps it may never happen at all. My fancies on this subject are thick coming. And it is useless to entertain them. Time will disclose all things and my trust is in heaven. In the evening Dr. Swan and Mr. Angier came in.