Saturday, 5 September, 1830

The day is pleasant. Riding agreeable. Have many sick to attend and have had the pleasure of finding several of them convalescent today, and hope to have the same satisfaction again as I take the circle. Home, real home, is the feat of pure happiness if properly conducted by your companion, but if not, there is no pleasure there. Some clouds seem collecting in the domestic horizon indicative of an unfavorable season.