A clear cool day. I went to the Office. Time taken up in making up an Account for T. B. Adams and writing him a letter.1 I have been waiting for some time for the remittance promised by him but am tired and go on without it. Diary.
Walk with Mr. Walsh, then home. Livy. Afternoon, copying my letter. Mr. Price Greenleaf from Quincy gave me a call which occupied me the daylight. He is much as usual, talkative and communicative. Evening partly at home, partly at Mr. Brooks where there was a small 148company of the family including Mr. and Mrs. Parkman and Mrs. Hall of Medford.2 Nothing of interest.
I do not know when it has been that my Diary is more thoroughly devoid of interest, but so it is. Monotony personified.
To Lt. T. B. Adams, 16 Dec., LbC, Adams Papers.
Mrs. Francis Parkman, the former Caroline Hall, was the daughter of Nathaniel and Joanna Cotton (Brooks) Hall. Mrs. Hall was a sister of Peter C. Brooks. Mr. Parkman was the minister of the New North Church, Hanover Street; he and his wife were the parents of the eminent historian