Called at Mrs. Frothingham’s to see Abby and passed all the morning there. Found her
a little disposed to be dull and had much conversation with her upon many subjects.
After dinner at the Office. And in the evening called for her at her friend’s, Miss
Anne Carter. She is an invalid in a consumption, and very interesting. But I was rather
dull. I dined with George today in consequence of my dinner at home being forgotten
as it had been ordered an hour earlier to accommodate the arrangements for the funeral
of one of the boarders who died Wednesday night. His name was Weld1
and he died under circumstances which have given me a strong dislike to my Landlady
and her Maiden Sisters.