Morning occupied in writing and reading a little of Miller’s Gardener’s Dictionary1
before going to Boston. At the Office, wrote my usual letter to father. In it, I made some inquiries as to his plans about his trees which I showed to George and he made it a pretext for insinuating things of me both unkind and entirely untrue.2
I was considerably offended. I am at times much inclined to contempt of his character and certainly felt it today but in consideration of his situation have heretofore checked it. Afternoon, Executive Record and review of the Oration for Roscius. Returned to Quincy in a violent rain and I did not escape wetting. Evening, reading Voltaire’s Peter the First and Miller.