Hardly am I at home before the cares of business press upon me in a manner to make me wish I was again away. I received letters and papers respecting different matters which worried me. A tenant whom I had secured for one of my houses took the opportunity to escape from his engagement while I was gone and thus I have lost my rent.1 Other matters relating to my Agency have also become pressing. I went to the Office with a view to do as much as I could toward clearing away rubbish, and as a first step, I set to work upon my accounts, which I had left from want of time to trace wherein they did not agree. A few minutes attention effected a discovery of the error and this contributed materially to relieve me. I opened my books anew and collected some of the debts outstanding for this Quarter. This was
enough—then home as much as I could do.
Found my Wife still unwell and directed her to send for Bigelow.2 This was after my return from Quincy whither I went with Mr. Brooks and his son Edward3 who stopped at my Office for me. They had by accident learnt our arrival and had been to my House to ask Abby to go, but she not being able they had called for me. We went over the Neck and lost our way, so that we went round upon the road back of Milton Hill and were two hours in the process. I found my father and mother tolerably well and in pretty good spirits. We of course had much to say of our various adventures in our absence so that the time passed rapidly to the moment of our return.
I got home to dinner. Afternoon devoted to things at home. My Diary is a great subject of occupation for me at present. I wrote most of my time. T. K. Davis came in.
A letter to the tenant protesting his action is in Adams Papers: CFA to D. R. Chapman, 23 July, LbC.
Dr. Jacob Bigelow.
On Edward Brooks, ABA’s eldest brother, see vol. 3:22.