My feelings have been aroused, coup sur coup by public and private Events beyond any previous period of my life. The arrival of your Aunt, & her son at Paris, to her husband & his father the arrival of your brother & Sister at New York, with my Great Grand daughter; your family dinner with your father & the departure of all but yourself to Cedar Grove; at the same time with the stupendous news of a public nature from Paris & Vienna: I am almost ashamed to say have drawn off my attention from the unexampled, unprecedented glories of our Country, at new Orleans, nay I had almost said, they have made me forget for a time our Naval Conquerors & their Victories.

But to descend from these heights, your uncle writes me that he has sent me Newspapers & books. The Newspapers you may lend to any Editor of a New York paper The books I should be glad to receive. I know not their volumes. If they are only Octavo’s you may address them volume after volume by the post, addressed to John Adams Quincy.

My love to you all