After an hour taken up at Market I had not much time to spend at the Office. I nevertheless corrected one proof sheet which was sent to 363me thus finishing about one half of the whole and this now nearly in three weeks. This is bookseller’s expedition. Deacon Spear and Mr. Stanwood came in on business of their particular kinds. And thus the time passed until I returned home to read Herodotus.
Edmund Quincy and T. K. Davis dined with me, the latter not in very good spirits and hence the dinner rather dull. I have had occasion to notice in him this winter a great inequality of spirits which is likely to be a cause of misfortune to
Mr. Brooks and Mr. R. D. Tucker came in after dinner and spent an hour, and Quincy remained to tea, after which I read to my Wife from Lockhart’s Scott. A bitter politician enough. Afterwards, finished the first volume to Crantz’s Greenland.