Returned to town this morning with Mr. Brooks. The weather was pleasant but cool. I took possession of my Office this morning and began to feel somewhat more at home. But the bitter feelings of yesterday were in their full operation and I could only bend to the storm. My brother came in and we had some conversation. He feels deeply the result of this election which to me now is comparatively unimportant. One whole year more in the way I passed the last is too much to think of. I occupied myself in reading but not with fixed attention and in the evening walked up and paid a visit to my old fellow student Davis at Mr. Webster’s Office, with whom I had much pleasant conversation.