My Wife was relieved this morning but in her bed and there likely to remain for a week or two.1 I went to the Office, bad weather. My intention has been to go to Quincy, but I have been disappointed by the constant ill weather. Today it was rain and snow. Mr. Walsh dined with me. Election news remains much in the same state. My spirits have been better for a day or two, but they have much to bear up under, in the sickly state of my family. I trust in a higher power which always has protected me. I this evening wrote a letter to my Mother and read Mr. Grahame. Nothing stirring.
It would appear that ABA had had a miscarriage (CFA to LCA, 17 Nov.; LCA to CFA, 21 Nov., both in Adams Papers).