Morning cloudy but it cleared away and became pleasant in a short time. I rode to town as usual and found time enough to write my Diary, finish Walpole, and several little jobs, before the hour appointed for the Meeting of the Citizens to decide upon the Railway. This I attended and heard all the arguments if so they should be called both for and against the measure. The people were not overmuch disposed to hear those in opposition to the scheme and so I came off disgusted with the result.1 A Town Meeting is no place to hear argument or attempt discussion. And when a people are taken with such schemes as these, they will often be led, by very inconsiderable persons. So it is now. Such men as Henry Williams, Henry H. Fuller, and David L. Child to direct the deliberations of the City of Boston! 2 The idea is ludicrous when disjoined from the serious consequences which may it is feared ensue. The morning was nearly consumed however and after reading a little of Hutchinson, I returned to Medford. In the afternoon, Mr. Frothingham and I were left quite alone as the remainder of the family went to see their brothers and sisters at Watertown. So we had a solitary cup of tea and I a short stroll along the Canal. The night was beautiful.