Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 3

Tuesday. 23d.

Thursday. 25th.

Wednesday. 24th. CFA

1830-02-24

Wednesday. 24th. CFA
Wednesday. 24th.

The morning was again clear and lovely. I went to the office however feeling heavily and not yet free from head ach. My time was taken up in writing my usual record and in removing my books and book cases thus commencing my start to a new room. Whether my project succeed or not of letting this one, I am at any rate under a much less heavy charge to my father—As I shall take good care of a room liable to be abused, and render it respectable while I am in it. I only completed the thing partially as I was obliged to return hence early for the purpose of preparing myself to go to Medford, to pay the last tribute to the remains of Mrs. Brooks. My notice appeared this morning and caused some sensation—The members of the family ascribing it to Dr. Stevenson or to Mr. Palfrey.1 Mr. Frothingham paid it a very pretty compliment. He arrived this morning, and upon Abby, Chardon and his wife and my reaching Medford we found him and the rest of the family assembled. Mr. Brooks behaved with tolerable composure, and the children acted naturally and without affectation. There was no superfluous and overstrained grief, it was silent, noise-172less and gave room for the sympathy of others. Mr. Stetson made a tolerably appropriate Prayer, though not so possessed of the kind of feeling which in my mind a Clergyman should have. The idea would force itself into my mind that the being acting for us was worldly, and not possessed of that high sense of the end of his vocation which exalts the spirit to speak in the tones of power to men. But still the prayer was by no means bad.

Those who came from Boston were a considerable number, besides the connexions of the family. We followed the body to it’s final resting place, and I felt my eyes tingle as the last duties were performed. I looked at the face, contrary to my common practice and I was struck with the placid state of the Features expressing the uncommon quiet of the mind when it departed. On returning home, to Mr. Brooks, we did not wait, but came back to Boston where we passed the Evening quietly.

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Three days later, CFA’s authorship was known. “It gratified my Father very much” (Charlotte Everett to Edward Everett, 27 Feb., Everett MSS, MHi).

On Rev. John Gorham Palfrey, kinsman of Mrs. Brooks, see vol. 2:266 and DAB .