Morning passed principally at Mrs. Frothinghams with Abby. Nothing particular occurring. Afternoon at the Office. Richardson called and instead of writing as usual I conversed with him and Davis. Evening passed with Abby. My feelings in relation to her are at present very singular. They have been coming to the present point for months past. Their actual condition I do not disclose to myself as I feel disposed to defer disagreeable ideas. My love for her is now such that life without her would hardly be worth a moments thought, and I am still doubtful whether with her I am doing her the Justice which is due. My prayers are constantly offered up on this subject. May they avail me. The Rubicon has been long passed.