Morning at the Office. Occupied in writing as usual and preparing my room for establishing
myself. It looks very handsome but has cost me more than I had intended that it should.
The weather was very warm indeed. I went to Medford with Mr. Brooks. Found P. Chardon
Brooks and his wife there. I have not seen her before for a long time. She looks ill.
The family are very much alarmed at the condition of Mrs. Brooks the elder, and justly
so. Her health is now very alarmingly affected as I have too much feared it would
be. Abby’s spirits are correspondingly affected, much to my regret. I hope much still.
For the idea of the loss of her is too painful. She has always had to me the kindness
of a Mother. I have never experienced any other feeling. Abby had a head ach and [was] unwell.