Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 7

Wednesday 10th.

Friday 12th.

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Thursday 11th.

Milder but still cool. My Wife went to Medford today to see Mrs. Angier and returned to dinner. I to the Office where I finished my draft of the Quarterly account with my father. This with an interruption or two took all my time. Received a letter from my Mother containing a singular medley of smiles and tears, but the latter predominate, I think.1

Walk around the Common which has been this year my favourite resort, and which in this open winter and since the pavement has been made round it is much more agreeable than the walk to the South end. Herodotus.

Afternoon, the Governor’s Message to the Legislature. He has not been ashamed to borrow from me all of his principal ideas and recommendations. And the Newspapers puff what he has to say as very just and very excellent, when they pretend that my notions are not worth regarding. Well, this is small game, and if I live, I will break it down.

Edward Brooks and his Wife made a call for a half hour. My Wife was so tired that she retired early in the evening and so I remodelled the commencement of my Lecture much more to my satisfaction.


LCA to CFA, 8 Jan. [in 6–22 Jan.], Adams Papers. CFA’s words about the letter echo LCA’s own: “even from my idle gossip you may draw inferences not far from the truth in regard to the times. It is an epitome of the world a perpetual alternation of tears and woe and joy and smiles.”