Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 7

Tuesday. 13th.

Thursday 15th.

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Wednesday. 14th.

A very warm day for so late in the Season. Immediately after breakfast, instead of going to town, I went down with Mr. Carr to see a place he calls the Coves Meadow, belonging to this farm; It is about thirteen or fourteen acres of Salt Marsh which by lying neglected ever since my grandfather’s day have suffered. He was a good farmer as every thing I see now convinces me, but my father has no vocation that way and is the worst man in the world to own mere farming land. The late rise in value of all this kind of property has had the fortunate effect of rendering the Tenants anxious to themselves improve it. Carr now offers to ditch out the salt marsh where the grass and weeds have filled up the old ditches and pay half the expense. Upon examining the premises I was satisfied the thing was needed and gave Carr the authority to go on and employ men to do it.

Home where I read my usual portion of Livy in the beginning of the twenty eighth book and then went with my father to Mr. Greenleaf’s wharf to bathe. The water was cold but pleasant. After dinner, went with William Spear to the Quarries at the Railway. My object was to see Dudley the tenant of the upper one who has been very remiss in his accounts. I met him accidentally as he was leaving the ground. He seemed aware of impending difficulty for he began in rather an impudent manner. This provoked me a good deal and we had some pretty 94warm words. However I was substantially so much in the right in my complaints of his conduct that I could hazard a little severity and he could only feel the justice of it. It was more remarkable as at the very moment he was assuming this high tone, he had favours to beg. I would not listen to them today at least and shall not at all unless he talks differently. The inconvenience arises from the position of the land and the accidental circumstance that in order to work the Quarry well, he must take the stone from one man’s land while he is himself standing upon that of another and throwing out the valueless material upon this which has not the benefit of the Quarry. Home to tea. Evening quietly. I assorted and put away most of my loose papers which kept me up late.