Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 5

Friday. 28th.

Sunday. 30th.

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Saturday. 29th.

Fine day and more like Summer than any thing we have had. My Wife received a Note1 in answer to a proposition of her’s, by which this was the day fixed to begin a contemplated visit to her father’s at Medford.

I went into town earlier for the purpose of going to my house. I examined my Parlours and was pretty well satisfied that it would be necessary to do more to them than I had contemplated. I was therefore busy in taking down the Pictures to put them in greater security. Having done all that I deemed necessary, I went to the Office and was very busy there in finishing off Accounts and balancing my books. The results are quite favourable. Attended a Stock sale at Noon but purchased nothing—The only Stock which I wanted going for more than I had designed to pay for it. This took up nearly all my remaining time.

I returned to Quincy but not to see my Wife and child. And I wandered about the House feeling as if I did not know what to set about doing. God forgive me, if I love them too well. Walked up to Mrs. Adams’ to see and settle with Elizabeth, in anticipation of Monday when she and I both propose to leave town. She was unwell and lying 118down. She is threatened with pulmonary disease, and I am fearful she is not prudent enough to get over it. Returned home and read St. John. I have myself felt a little indisposed for the last day or two. Quiet evening. Conversation with my father. Cumberland’s Observer.

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