Morning passed at home. Tolerably well, but so completely convinced that I am sick
that I determined to take some more medicine. Read aloud to my Mother a portion of
Irving’s Life of Columbus.1
Received two letters, one from George2
and one from Abby. The former on business, informing me that one hundred dollars
more had been invested in one share of the American Bank at 3 per cent advance, for
which I am to have a dividend tomorrow. Also that I might have an Office in Court
Street and that he was taking measures to have me admitted. All this is good news
and after my return from my ride with my Mother I answered him in full upon all these
The other letter from Abby, was not less pleasant although it complained of the coldness
of my first letter which very much astonished me. It put me in tolerable spirits notwithstanding.
For the first time since my arrival we had company to dinner.
Mr. Duponceau and his grand-daughter from Philadelphia,4
Genl. Harrison who starts for Colombia,5
and a certain Col. Thomas,6
with Johnson Hellen formed the Company. Bernay the Cook gave us a chef d’oeuvre of
science and skill in the culinary art and for my life I could not avoid indulging
though I knew I should be obliged to pay for it. The evening passed as usual. I had
some conversation with Johnson afterwards.