Morning cold. Attended divine Service at the Church on Federal Street and heard Mr.
Gannet deliver a tolerably good Sermon upon Prejudices. It suited me on the whole
much better than any I have heard from him. After dinner I started for Medford. I
reached the Turnpike in pretty good condition and had just reached a Snow bank when
my Axle gave way, which put a stop to my proceeding. After some trouble I obtained
another Chaise and went on. I thought myself lucky in getting off so cheap. I felt
grateful to Heaven though some people think a special Providence is the creation of
a vain spirit. I do not. I reached Medford rather later than usual, and spent the
rest of the day much as usual.