Returned to town, accompanied by Mr. Brooks, and the road seemed short but the day was passed busily at my Office in finishing my Inventory, which I succeeded in doing, though at the expence of my dinner. My spirits were somehow or other most unaccountably depressed all day. I could not myself in any degree account for it. Probably however the reaction upon the excitement of last week. My engagements also are exceedingly numerous, and having but little method about them, trouble my mind without my being able to go on more rapidly than I do. I went to Quincy a little earlier in consequence and passed the evening in conversation with my father—poor George’s affairs.