Morning at the Office. Read a little of Kent’s book but I find I know almost as much
about Law already as the book discloses. Surprised by the appearance of Richardson
who has just returned from the grand tour, that is to say from New Orleans via the
Falls of Niagara. I was quite glad to see him and in consideration of our meeting
we agreed to dine together at the Exchange Coffee House. We had very pleasant conversation
but were quite alone there. I never saw a thinner table at that house in my life.
After dinner I drove out my brother George to Weston according to agreement, in order
to look after the farm. After some conversation with Mr. Jones,1
the neighbour, on the subject, and making some arrangements, we returned to Boston.
It was nearly ten when we arrived and the weather very damp.