Morning at the Office and in Court. Received a letter from my father in answer to
the one which I wrote myself on the 20th of last month. It is rather giving me an
expectation for something more than any thing in itself.1
But I passed much of the day reflecting upon it, when not engaged in the pursuit
of my regular avocations. I devoted the evening to answering it, but could not satisfy
myself with any thing I wrote.