Morning at the Office as usual, but spent little of the time in useful occupation.
Commenced reading Kent’s Commentaries.1
Called upon Julia Gorham according to an agreement made with Abby last Monday. But
I found that I only fulfilled my part of it, and as I concluded she was not in town,
I found that I should remain also. Afternoon, copied Executive Record. The weather
which is damp and changeable made me sleepy. My spirits low, affected by constant
reflection on one painful subject. My lot must be trusted to divine providence. Anticipation
of evil is useless. Evening, reading a Novel.