Morning to town but very late. My father first entering into conversation with me
upon the subject of my prospects and his own in consequence of my a little disliking
the tenor of a certain paragraph in the letter to my Mother which I copied for him
He went over much that was said before and without much difference in the facts,
excepting that now his determination to build a house is weakened. I told him that
with regard to his future intentions, all I desired was to be thought not to have
any opinion upon the subject but to leave him to the exercise of his own judgment
and discretion. I was in Boston a very short time and did little though I seemed engaged.
At one o’clock I rode to Medford. Found there, Mr. and Mrs. Chardon Brooks, Mr. and
Mrs. Frothingham and Mrs. Story of Salem.2
Dinner was pleasant enough. Mrs. Brooks quite ill and Abby very low spirited about
her. Evening pleasant and quite happy.