Morning passed much as usual. A portion of it in copying and a part in company with
the family. This is much the life of a drone, but it must be tolerated in the hope
for improvement. Nothing new, excepting that the Banks in Boston have declared their
dividends whereby I am benefitted. I ought to be there as my absence involves matters
of much interest. George has not written me yet. Went the usual ride with the ladies
and read some of Mr. Burke in the afternoon. We did not dine until late and so had
a short evening.