Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 2

381 Monday. 25th. CFA Monday. 25th. CFA
Monday. 25th.

Returned to town with Mr. Brooks. The weather exceedingly warm and as I was embarrassed with my weight of clothing, I felt very uncomfortable. Morning at the Office. Received a letter from my mother which was short and contained little or no information, upon the subject which I am anxious to hear about.1 The fact seems to be that they are as yet in statu quo. Tried to read a little Law, but was so busy moving and my mind so little capable of attention that I soon gave it up. This must not be. But I am anxiously waiting to hear from home as to what I must do, which will materially influence any occupation I might adopt. Patience. Dined solitary and alone. Read Clarendon in the afternoon although my Office was rather oppressive. I suspect it is rather warm in the summer season. Read the account of the battle of Naseby and the conduct of Charles. Very interesting. Evening, a few Numbers of the Spectator.


“I would write you of our plans,” LCA told her son, “but all is uncertainty and still there is no time fixed for our departure” (LCA to CFA, 19 May 1829, Adams Papers).

Tuesday. 26th. CFA Tuesday. 26th. CFA
Tuesday. 26th.

Morning at the Office. Rainy day but warm. Engaged in writing up my old Index which I intend to supersede all my old Diaries in which there is too much silly matter. Also read a little Law but without any relish. Afternoon reading Clarendon. Account of the confinement of the King. Charles had the misfortune to be a weak king with high notions. He had not character to check his friends, much less his enemies. One reads the History pitying his situation and despising his advisers excepting a few who were not always most prized, such as Clarendon himself, Hopton, Capel, Ormond. Again no letters from home. My father really ought to answer me. I felt very much disappointed. Passed the evening at Dr. Welsh’s. Conversation with Miss Harriet. I was rather more cautious.

Wednesday. 27th. CFA Wednesday. 27th. CFA
Wednesday. 27th.

Morning at the Office. Engaged very busily all day in arranging my new Office, which is now ready for removal. I am pleased with it as it promises to be something permanent. It is probable that it will serve me for an Office during my life and this reflection is agreeable after having been tossed about as I have been from place to place. My brother’s papers are as yet an incumbrance, but I hope presently to make a disposal of these. The weather was very warm and it was Elec-382tion day, which is commonly a season of great bustle and noise, but with me today no inconvenience was perceived. In the afternoon, I continued reading Clarendon, though not now so interesting. The detail of the miserable intrigues of the Court faction is disgusting. Again no letters. I felt disappointed tonight because I begin to think that it is not at all probable, that my father proposes coming at present. Procrastination is the character of our family. In the evening, after paying a visit to Susan Tufts who is now sufficiently recovered to be about to return to Weymouth, I walked an hour on the Common.