Diary of Charles Francis Adams, volume 2

230 Wednesday. 16th. CFA

1828-04-16

Wednesday. 16th. CFA
Wednesday. 16th.

Arose late and found myself suffering with stiffness in consequence of my yesterday’s labour. Went to the Office but did nothing with spirit. Read a little of Stearns and then went up and dined with Chardon Brooks with whom I spent an hour after dinner. Then to the Office. Read a portion of Lady Morgan’s Italy.1 Evening at Edward Brooks’ for the first time. Quiet evening and supper.

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Lady Sydney Morgan, Italy, 2 vols., London, 1821.

Thursday. 17th. CFA

1828-04-17

Thursday. 17th. CFA
Thursday. 17th.

Arose late and feeling the effects of a violent cold throughout my whole system. Went to the Office, read Stearns as usual. Nothing peculiar occurred. Afternoon again at the Office upon Lady Morgan’s Italy which I find to be very dull. Walked down upon the alarm of fire to the spot which was the Court House in Leverett Street. Evening at P. C. Brooks Jr. Abby was not in good spirits and in one of those fits of depression which momentarily affect her very much. I succeeded in getting her out of it before we parted.

Friday. 18th. CFA

1828-04-18

Friday. 18th. CFA
Friday. 18th.

My cold a little better although attended with a tremendous oppression of my lungs. I do not know whether to be alarmed about it or not. If the weather was not likely to bring it a cure I certainly would consult a physician. Morning at the Office. Stearns. Afternoon, Lady Morgan. Went to see this new Ship which is going to Liverpool as a Packet. She is just built and called the Boston. The inside of the Cabin is lined with Mahogany and very pretty. But on the whole I felt but little tempted to go by all the beauties which are so advantageously displayed at a wharf. Evening at Chardon Brooks’ to see Abby.

Saturday. 19th. CFA

1828-04-19

Saturday. 19th. CFA
Saturday. 19th.

Up late. Morning at the Office. Wrote to my Mother,1 but not in a very connected manner. Read a little law. Afternoon at the Office reading Lady Morgan which I find rather a sleepy account of Italy. The word carries more of fascination in it than any of her comments. Evening at Chardon Brooks, to see Abby.

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Letter missing.

Sunday. 20th. CFA

1828-04-20

Sunday. 20th. CFA
Sunday. 20th.

Morning chilly with hail and snow. At home reading The Guards, 231a stupid novel.1 Dined at Chardon Brooks’. Nothing peculiar in our conversation. Abby not quite well. Returned home and read sometime, after which I passed the rest of the evening with Abby. It rained violently on my return.

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Anon., The Guards: A Novel, 3 vols., London, 1827.