Christmas day, and weather turning exceedingly cold. A family party to dine at my
Uncle Frye’s, besides [us]
, were Mr. and Mrs. Barrel,2
Mr. Crowninshield and Col. Abert.3
I came in after riding with John “par complaisance.” The dinner was good but I was
glad to get home as my taste is not dining out excepting perhaps at one or two places.