Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 6

Sunday. 2d.

Tuesday. 4th.

Monday. 3d. CFA

1835-08-03

Monday. 3d. CFA
Monday. 3d.

Cool morning. My father went to town with me. At the Office and House and such a variety of places that I had little or no time to spare. This mode of living in the Country makes time fly fast enough. After calling at the Advocate Office and a variety of other places I got back to my Office just in time to get through my Diary before my father was ready to return. He came to attend a Meeting of the Committee of 190Alumni, none of whom attended, so that his labour was in vain. Out to dinner.

Afternoon, I drew off the sketch I had made for a new Article in the Advocate. The only way is to follow up the thing and make an impression, to hammer into the public mind something which will break down the Whig party, that thing of shreds and patches which is more tyrannical where it has exclusive sway than any party that ever existed in this Government. I have now the right end of the Whip and mean to apply the lash. I have no favour to ask of any body and can do it if I develope the force God has given me. Evening, Madame Deffand who grows more and more amusing. Conversation. We had some rain.