Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 4

Monday. 17th.

Wednesday. 19th.

Tuesday. 18th. CFA


Tuesday. 18th. CFA
Tuesday. 18th.

Lovely day. We seem at the termination of the Season and yet we have at no time had a pleasanter specimen than today. I remained at Quincy but did not do much in the way of study. My early morning was consumed in copying for my father, and the latter part of it in putting labels into the books. This business is endless. A whole morning’s work seems like nothing when compared with what remains to do. Besides it is a shabby account to give of a man’s time, if he claims any intellect at all, to say that he has been doing the work of a paper hanger.

Henry Brooks and Miss Julia Gorham came out here to dine, and we had quite a pleasant time. The afternoon passed.

Evening. My father, mother, Wife and I went into town to hear the Germans sing. After a tour through Canada since the 9th of June they were tempted by their good success to come again and get another harvest from Boston. The Room was full, music good, and we returned safe in good season.1


See above, entry for 9 June. JQA pronounced the concert of the Herrmanns “pleasant and pretty, but the fashionable music has changed since I frequented Concerts and Operas — Rossini and Von Weber have taken the place of Paësiello and Cimarosa. They performed this Evening one Piece of Haydn and one of Mozart. The rest were all of new Composers. The House was well filled. Of my acquaintance very few. Another generation” (Diary, 18 Sept.).