I expected this morning when I waked up, to hear the winds whistle and the tempests
roar: but all was still and calm: the storm was violent but short. We were pretty
still this day at the office; but four at a time, is certainly too many. Some one
or other of us, is talking almost all the time, and consequently, reading does not
Little came and pass'd half an hour with me in the evening: but was engaged for the
remainder of it.
I copied some extracts, and wrote a letter.1