Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 2

Sunday. 16th.

Tuesday. 18th.

Monday 17th. CFA


Monday 17th. CFA
Monday 17th.

Rode to Boston in Mr. Brooks’ open Carriage in company with him and Abby. After dressing I took her up in a Chaise at Mrs. Frothingham’s and started on a visit to Weymouth. We stopped at the Mansion in Quincy for a few minutes, and had not started on our journey many minutes, before my horse thought proper to fall and throw me out of the Chaise. Luckily I was not injured, and on my return to my feet, I found Abby still clinging to the Chaise but also uninjured. We were detained some time by this accident, but having obtained another horse and Chaise, we continued our Journey. The Tufts family whom we went to visit are connected with each family in some way or other.1 And as they are persons in a middle condition in life, feel much flattered by little attentions of this kind. We dined and spent the afternoon here. My father and John (who had just returned from Lebanon), Mrs. Adams and Elizabeth coming over to tea. We returned by a quarter past eight to Boston after a ride of terrific anxiety to me, 162and I sincerely returned thanks to God, when I had landed Abby safely at Mrs. Frothingham’s. Indeed I had never until now discovered how much I really loved her, for the idea of injury falling upon her even indirectly through my agency was dreadful. And yet she is to trust all to me! Perhaps futurity has worse in store for her by my means. This constitutes my only unhappiness, but I will trust it to the all powerful Deity. My heart is certainly pure. She behaved most exceedingly well throughout.


For the complicated relationship of the Tufts family with both the Adamses and the Brookses, see Adams Genealogy.