As I intended to wait until I saw whether the mail brought me a letter from my Father, I did not write to him before breakfast but read as usual. A letter came but not a word concerning the Wedding, which put me in greater perplexity than ever. I was called down to see Mrs. Brooks off as she has determined to go and take care of Ward, her son. I should not be surprised if this was to have a worse effect upon her than it is worthwhile to risk. But no one can resist her decision. I am afraid of the consequences to that family very much. Her eldest Son, Edward, went with her, and all the family collected to see her off. Abby returned to Medford with her Father and Henry. I could not go. Afternoon, Hutchinson. Walk with 213Richardson. He came to my room and drank Champagne after which he invited me to take Supper which I accepted and did not return home until twelve o’clock. The last evening of our acquaintance on these terms as we are soon to part, which I regret considerably.