Morning very cloudy with a cold sharp East wind. After paying a visit to the House to see how they get along, and finding they would finish the remainder of the wall today, I drove to town with my father in company and setting him down at Mr. J. D. Williams’ went off upon various commissions of my own.
We were in so late that I had little time to do more, although at the Office I had a few minutes conversation with Mr. Everett who had expected to see my father, but he did not come until too late. I explained to him my father’s present position as well as I could and intimated to him that Mr. Hallett would not be able to avail himself of the shelter of his name much longer. Mr. E. said that Mr. Hallett was seeking for persons to come in as Proprietors, taking the place of the discontented ones, and had applied to Mr. Foster as one. He did not however add, with what success. I hope this business will come to a crisis, for as it stands at present, I hold Mr. Hallett’s course to be a fraud upon the Proprietors.
At a little after one, I went with my father to Medford to dine with Mr. Brooks. We stopped on the road for half an hour at Mr. J. Angier’s, to see his wife who seemed very well, and then joined the company collected. It consisted of the Agricultural Society and guests. Judge Story, President Quincy, General Wadsworth, Mr. Welles, Col. Baldwin, Governor Everett, Mr. Stetson, J. C. Gray, Judge Heard, B. Guild, H. Inches, H. Codman, Josiah Quincy Jr, A. Lawrence, T. L. Winthrop, my father, E. Brooks and myself. No lady at table. The dinner passed off well, Judge Story engrossing the whole conversation excepting now and then a pretty keen hit at him by my father. We started at six to return and got home by eight, the weather having turned out more dry than we anticipated although very cold. To bed early from fatigue.