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Browsing: Diary of Charles Francis Adams, Volume 2


Docno: ADMS-13-02-02-0004-0008-0030

Author: CFA
Date: 1828-08-30

Saturday. 30th.

I remained until quite late at Quincy this morning without doing much, owing to my time being wasted in waiting for my father who rode to town in my gig with me. The weather continued quite warm and our ride being thrown into the heat of the day made it fatiguing. Called at the Office. Fisher and Richardson came in and paid me visits which took the whole of the time allowable to my stay in Boston. Called at Dr. Welsh’s for my father, and carried him with me to Medford. We found assembled the family, consisting of Edward B. { 275 } and his wife, Sidney with his, Chardon, Mr. and Mrs. Everett, Mr. Frothingham and the regular family. Mrs. F. was not able to be there owing to the production of another male animal in human shape, in other words, an infant fifth child.1 We had a pleasant day, Mrs. Everett sat next to me and was agreeable as usual. It is rather singular that those do not unite all the domestic qualities who possess the social ones in their greatest extent. The one however is acquired by habit, the other is a jewel above price. I passed the evening conversing with Abby, though in very low spirits.
1. Mrs. Frothingham had just given birth to Ward Brooks Frothingham. See Adams Genealogy.

Docno: ADMS-13-02-02-0004-0008-0031

Author: CFA
Date: 1828-08-31

Sunday 31st.

My low spirits still continued, not materially decreased by the circumstances that my stomach was somewhat out of order. My father also seemed much out of spirits. The weather continued as warm as ever; I went to Meeting and heard Mr. Frothingham preach. He came from Boston in the morning and went to West Cambridge in the afternoon. His style is not energetic enough, it is the weaving of a mist, signifying little, and merely obscuring the Sun. I did not go in the afternoon nor did I occupy myself usefully. My spirits have been in but poor condition since the agitation of this question about my marriage which is more enveloped in doubt and darkness. Evening, conversation with Abby and afterwards with Mr. Brooks merely on common topics.

Docno: ADMS-13-02-02-0004-0009-0001

Author: CFA
Date: 1828-09-01

September 1828. Monday. 1st.

Returned to town this morning with my father. The weather was exceedingly warm and our ride a hot one. Owing to the difficulty between him and myself which has destroyed all cordiality between us, conversation is rather stiff and often ceases entirely. Upon the most mature reflection that I can give, it seems to me that I have been treated in a manner which is not justifiable under any system of treatment between parent and child. My father is making the matter worse by not in some measure repairing the mischief, for on a subject like this, it is the duty of every man, whether son or father, first to respect himself. I neither can nor will consent to be treated like a child. Enough.
Morning at the Office. Called upon Richardson in the afternoon after having dined with George at Dr. Welsh’s. I passed a couple of { 276 } hours chatting with R. and then adjourned to the Exchange previous to going to the Opera. The weather was very warm but I was resolved not to lose the opportunity of seeing Der Freyschutz as performed by the French Company. The House was filled with the most fashionable society in Boston. The afterpiece called les Rendezvous Bourgeois1 was performed first, and was laughable enough. Then came Robin des Bois with which I was highly gratified. This New Orleans Company have great merit as a Company though no single individual very much excels. You are pleased to hear them because they perform in good taste. Returned to the Exchange at twelve.
1. By Nicolo Isouard.