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.