Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 7

Thursday. 21st.

Saturday. 23d.

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Friday 22d.

We were called up at half past three and started at four o’clock on this our last day’s Journey. The morning was foggy but it cleared away after breakfast. We reached Belchertown to breakfast where I thought my Wife would have to stop. This was extremely distressing to me and I felt in great trouble when she asked me to give her laudanum to carry her on. If there is any thing I particularly dislike, it is the use of this and yet I am aware of it’s efficacy in some cases. I gave her twenty drops. We went on through Brookfield, Ware, Spencer, and Leicester to Worcester, a series of very pretty and flourishing towns. But the end of a long Journey is a bad time to observe scenery. Every mile less increases the desire for home, in a very much greater ratio than the distance.

At Worcester, we stopped to dine but Abby went up to lie down for the purpose of saving strength for the rest of the trip. Worcester is altogether changed since I was here. The place has assumed quite a business like air and the hotel is second only to the Tremont House. I do not know how far these experiments will succeed, but they will have the effect, if they do, of still increasing the travelling propensities of our people. The difficulties of domestic establishments are so great and the larger number of persons live so much better abroad than they can possibly do at home on the same means, that in time we may expect the democratic character of the Nation will develope itself as much through the system of public tables and living together in masses as it now does in Steamboats and Railways and popular elections.

After dinner, we got into the Car on the Worcester Railway for Boston and were soon going as fast as we could desire home. No accident detained us and we were gratified by the ease and regular management of the train. At six we reached town and at home before seven.

We found the children, I thank God, quite well, and delighted to see us, and I was particularly relieved by having got my Wife safely home where she could cure herself at leisure. Of all things, on a journey sickness is the most distressing, and among other things for which I have to be grateful is that we have been in health not to be detained a moment on that account for a distance of two thousand miles during a period of more than five weeks, and that all of our’s have been also well. My tastes are not migratory and I expect this one experiment will last me long. I am the more glad that it has resulted so well. In the 56evening, Mr. and Mrs. Frothingham came in for an hour, after which we retired.