Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 8

Monday 23d. CFA Monday 23d. CFA
Monday 23d.

Morning clear but cold. I went to Quincy where I found things under way. My orders have been nearly all executed and now I know of nothing in this direction which should detain me. Called at the 29Bank to obtain some New York money with only partial success, then to see the painter for some final directions then back to superintend Kirks planting of the thorns. Time only can give beauty to my place from the vegetation which I can only set going. Home after a cold ride.

Dined with my Wife at Mr. Brooks’. Nobody else, and a tolerably pleasant time, then to the Athenaeum where I arranged matters respecting the coins with the librarian. Looked into the New York papers, they take no notice of my articles. The spirit of party is too strong and smothers them as usual. Afternoon, coins but so much fatigued that I worked upon them very languidly. Some pages of Lockhart and Diary. Over tired tonight.

Tuesday 24th. CFA Tuesday 24th. CFA
Tuesday 24th.

Morning passed in attention to affairs at the Office. Brought up my Accounts, arranged Mr. Johnson’s Affairs, converted my money and so forth. It is one indication of the changes of life that I cannot move as I used to. So many things require my personal attention and care and so many depend upon me that it is like tearing a tree by the roots. Home to dinner, after which packing. The day before a journey is commonly a Wasted and bustling day. Disposed of the remainder of the coins and put them away. Evening, finished the sixth volume of Walter Scott and had Mr. and Mrs. Frothingham to spend two hours very agreeably. Then to bed well fatigued.

Wednesday 25th. CFA Wednesday 25th. CFA
Wednesday 25th.

Day fine. Morning passed in final arrangements. Kirk in town to take with him my horse. Ketchum, the owner of another which matches him came up and I was foolish enough to buy him. This was imprudent just as I am going away. Final directions to workmen in various departments and then home.

Dine early and off at 3 o’clock to the cars for Providence.1 Found T. K. Davis there all ready for the start. Also Mr. Webster and Mr. and Mrs. Chadwick. His recognition of us was rather formal and cold. As to myself, I do not wonder, but as regards Davis, I think this singular.

We went to Providence and thence by railway to Stonington where we at about a quarter past 8 o’clock took the Steamer Providence to New York. Our trip was without incident and in no wise disagreeable. Being somewhat tired, I went to bed.


It appears that the Adams party, in addition to CFA and ABA, consisted of seven-year-old LCA2 and Mrs. JA2 and her daughter Mary Louisa.