The fatigue of the last few days has been such that I slept very soundly last night and was glad to look forward to a quiet and home day. I went to the Office as usual shortly after breakfast. Occupied. My Articles signed A Massachusetts voter now come in pretty regularly twice a week. That published today was the pointed one against the Whigs. No answer, no notice, nothing said. Writing Diary although the Arrears hang on quite surprisingly. Home early. Mr. Isaac P. Davis called with some pears for my father which I carried to the House.

My mother and Mrs. John Adams in town today. They dined with us and returned in the Afternoon. They seemed lively and pleasant. Mrs. R. Robbins came in afterwards. She yesterday returned from a visit to Philadelphia. Afternoon passed in copying which I still pursue. The amusement of my grandfather’s papers takes off my attention too exclusively to politics. Evening at last very quietly at home. Nothing remarkable. I wrote another number of the Massachusetts voter.