Morning, Greek Philosophy, then to the Office. Letter from my Mother in better spirits although she speaks discouragingly about the election.1 Read Blackstone and went out with Mr. Brooks to Medford. He carried out with him two trees of a size to set out. They looked singularly and troubled him because he thought I was ashamed of them. I was rather amused than otherwise. The family all well. Abby pleasant. Quiet evening with them all.