Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 5

Monday. 16th.

Wednesday. 18th.

Tuesday. 17th. CFA Tuesday. 17th. CFA
Tuesday. 17th.

The day was fine but somewhat cool. I passed an hour at home in writing upon my Article and then went to the Office. Mr. Peabody called in and asked me to take a walk with him to see the Lowell Railroad at its termination upon Craigie’s bridge which I did. We had some incidental conversation upon the Governor’s election during which I communicated to him my father’s remark made to me last Saturday and authorized him to mention it to Mr. Everett or any other confidential person who might be supposed likely to have influence at Worcester.1

Read a good deal of Mr. Bradford’s whose history does not strike me as better as I proceed. There is no philosophy, no general view of human nature, nothing but facts and those not very fairly developed. I cannot read much at a time. Afternoon at home. Read Hutchinson who is almost as dry but in politics the Antipode to the other. Continued my study of Virgil’s first Georgic and in the evening after sitting with my Wife, continued my writing. One day is so like another now that my diary is dull even more than it’s wont.


At the National Republican state convention.