After passing an hour as I usually do with Abby I rode to Boston in a shower of rain
which appears to be always my fortune. The Office looked quite solitary as Mr. Davis
was the only occupant of the rooms, Mr. Kinsman having gone to Haverhill. The political
news from Louisiana is quite encouraging and will probably set up the party again.1
Read a little of Cruise but on the whole was not quite satisfied with the way I passed
the time. Afternoon, Executive Record; a sharp hail storm visited us. Returned to
Quincy, worked a little while in the Nursery and conversation in the evening.