A fine day. Attended Divine service at the Unitarian church. Mr Livermore preached a much longer and more elaborate sermon than any of his predecessor’s, but I know not that it had any more effect upon my mind. My day at home was almost entirely absorbed by my labor in franking speeches, and my letters are innumerable applying for it from all quarters. Mr Sumner did not come again today. I must infer that he retain offence I regret this circumstance, though it on the whole scarcely surprises me. His character has materially changed since the same attack on his physical system, made upon him by Brooks. It has made him bitter and vindictive to all who do not agree with him, and more greedy of applause and of admiration from there who do. Last winter and this have developed the seeds of a different policy in public affairs. I had no sympathy with the tone or the temper of his speech of the last session, though I did what I could to apologize for it. The character of his predictions has led me to apprehend that this year he desires a disruption of the Union, and a slave insurrection as the solution of the slave question. In this policy I can have no sympathy. Neither do I deem it necessary to reach a good result by such unfortunate means. Evening, Mrs Adams went to Mrs Eames’s, with Miss Tammy and my son Henry. I staid at home and worked.