Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 7

Tuesday. 25th.

Thursday. 27th.

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Wednesday. 26th.

The cold day of yesterday was continued upon this and the north wind blew with more violence than ever. I remained at home and occupied myself in the morning in setting out trees. I have now set six elm trees in the road way up the hill, eight on the west side of the house, with one ash, one button wood, and three oaks. This with one or two English oaks will make all for this season. I expect to kill several generations in transplanting but I shall succeed, I hope at last.

The cold was so great that none of the workmen were doing any thing to my cellar and I was myself glad to get home. Afternoon I read the work of President Goguet excepting a walk towards sunset to the Canal to see if Mr. Ayer had been here. I found he had and that all was ordered, but the delivery has been stopped for some time. They still promise to do it by the end of the week but I doubt. And I must go in on Tuesday to town. This is inconvenient.

Returned home by the way of the Quarries and found Colburn fencing himself against the North wind with a range of Cedar bushes. He works hard now. Home. Evening, I tried to write one or two articles for the Advocate but failed. Cards with the ladies.