Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 2

Saturday. 22nd.

Monday 24th.

Sunday 23rd. CFA


Sunday 23rd. CFA
Sunday 23rd.

Morning at home, conversed with Abby, little or nothing material. After dinner I went to Church with Mr. Brooks, and heard young Emerson1 deliver a good flowing discourse. He has much of the manner of the family but rather softened. On our return I perceived a Chaise at the house which immediately disclosed what from a letter yesterday had been anticipated. I had thought however that he might still continue, the symptoms of dissolution being generally gradual in that complaint, at least until tomorrow when I should not have been here. Edward Brooks and Mrs. Frothingham came out with the information that Ward C. Brooks had died on Wednesday at a little after one o’clock. Scarcely had I heard it as from motives of delicacy I had remained out of the way as long as possible, when it was announced that Mrs. Brooks had herself arrived. This was astonishing to all. For myself I never recollect being in a situation more vehemently painful to me, being a third person and evidently a burden without the possibility of removing myself. Mrs. Brooks behaved admirably and surpassed my expectations amazingly, but the traces of feeling were strongly visible and only made me feel aware how much I was now an intruder. I have seldom been more strongly affected. Conversed with Abby part of the evening and retired early.


Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882).