Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 7

Tuesday 19th.

Thursday. 21st.

Wednesday. 20th. CFA


Wednesday. 20th. CFA
Wednesday. 20th.

Fine morning. I was not very usefully employed, although not at my house as much as common. Read the greater part of the pamphlet 318upon Texas which gives the substance of the whole matter. Went down to Mr. Daniel Greenleaf’s Wharf to fish for an hour by way of relaxation, but I caught not enough to remain. Afternoon passed much in the same general way. Nothing but Texas today. The case is a more striking one than even I had supposed. We must try and work it up into something good.

Evening at Mr Miller’s whither the ladies of the family had gone. Only Mrs. T. B. Adams and her family, with Mr. Price Greenleaf besides. Heard of the death of poor Frances Beale who has gone since we first came out to Quincy this summer, in a very rapid consumption. She was as lovely a flower as one could expect to meet but almost marked beforehand, by the delicacy of her frame. I continued my paper upon the currency.