Arose much as usual. Mrs. Harrod went to Boston this Morning with Mrs. Adams and Thomas. Her little daughter who is really a beautiful girl went to Miss Marston’s to remain for the future. Thus the house was quite deserted. I laid down it being a remarkably warm day and it being the first day of June I read according to my decision the Summer of Thomson. And as usual was much pleased with it. The description is good for a hot day. Indeed I should suppose my plan of reading them in the appropriate Seasons would always be the proper way most to relish them.
My Grandfather deciding a ride, I accompanied him. He is amazingly weak and overcome by the present degree of heat. His ride today was rather longer than usual as he first went the usual route, to the foot of Penn’s Hill and then to the new Canal, calling on Mr. Marston in the mean time. He was impertinent indeed upon the subject of that letter.1
His general character of a meddlar with the affairs of an old man is very disagreable to our family.
Returning, I found the family in a flutter because my Uncle had decided to go off. I went over to talk with him but only received
insults as he was raving. He refused any thing farther to do with me. Consequently I immediately went in and wrote a letter2
home to my father stating the case in respectful but decided terms. I cannot bear a life like this even with extraordinary indulgence. My Uncle could not be persuaded and therefore after many unsuccessful attempts he went in the Stage to Boston. Our dinner was a melancholy one. It was warm and we ate nothing. Elizabeth too much affected to come down. The trial for these poor children is great. Mrs. Adams and Thomas returned early. I wandered over the house like a ghost for none were in a humour to speak a word. Indeed at times like these it is impossible to conceive how uncomfortable the house is. There are times when these materials thrown fortunately together will form an agreable company and will amuse but when they come together at odds and ends there is no more disagreable situation than being with them. I walked in the garden some time, alone, musing as is my fashion. I was so weakened by the heat however that I became soon fatigued. The rest of the evening was spent in the parlour, this was short, for the family from obvious reasons were very dull. X.