Browsing: Diary of John Quincy Adams, Volume 2

Drizzling, misty weather all day. Did not stir out of the house. Amused myself with reading, writing, and taking lessons on the flute; which I have lately begun to learn.

The weather continued just the Same, all day. It sets every one yawning, and keeps all within doors. But it is very advantageous for the husbandry, and has already given a great start to the grass.

Same Story over again. Chilly, and misty. This is but a poor way of dragging out an existence; I want much to be doing something: here, every minute something turns up to prevent me, from writing. I could do more in two days at Cambridge, than I have in the whole vacation here. Next Wednesday we shall again return to our Business.

I went to Boston this morning, with a Chaise, for Mr. Cranch to come home. Stop'd at Milton, and bespoke me a writing desk. Dined at Mr. Foster's: and at about 4 o'clock set out again and got to Braintree, just after dark. Convers'd on the road, with Mr. Cranch Who is always entertaining, and always instructive. Continuation of the Storm. The Sun has not appeared this week.

Heard old Parson Wibird, preach from Luke. XIX. 10. For the Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost. Mr. Cranch said he had heard it ten Times before. No one would complain if the Parson would read printed Sermons, But to hear one thing continually repeated over which does not deserve, perhaps, to be said more than once, is very fatiguing.

We had the Pleasure of Mr. Tyler's Company, in the morning, and at noon. It is the first Time I have seen him since I returned to Braintree.