Returned to town this morning, and passed it as I usually do in the performance of a multiplicity of little things no one of which was of great consequence yet all needing attention. It is quite surprising to perceive how many little duties accumulate upon one without his being sensible of it. In like manner in the afternoon, I was writing to
all the different individuals connected with my various duties as Agent and Administrator, dunning letters, for money. One agreeable thing however occurred, Mr. Coffin paid me a fee which is the first professional money I have touched since May, though I have done some business since. My head was a little out of order, and I felt nervous. Saw Mr. Kinsman and consulted him about a Note from a man by the name of Williams to my late brother. I have not yet made up my mind whether to prosecute. Rode out of town with Abby Adams. She has passed a few days in Boston and returns with a Cold. Evening at Quincy. Col. Josiah Quincy and his brother in Law Greene1
paid a visit. The latter rather silly. Conversation prosy, and I was so sleepy as to be glad to go to bed.