395r Tuckerman, who is a sensible
man and a good preacher. So good that I reproach myself for the
drowsiness which I found it almost impossible to resist, while hearing
him. In the interval between the services, I examined my sons John and Charles, in Greek and Latin, to observe their
proficiency. John has made good progress. Charles who is much fonder of
books, yet advances slowly. Among the desires of my heart, the most
deeply anxious is that for the good-conduct and welfare of my children.
In them, my hopes and fears are most deeply involved— None of my
children will probably ever answer to my hopes— May none of them ever
realize my fears!— Mr Tuckerman and his
son, a boy eight or nine
years of age, dined with us at my
father’s, and the afternoon and Evening were occupied with
numerous visitors— Judge Tudor,
with W. S. Shaw and De Grand from Boston, the three Messrs. Greenleaf’s,
and R. G. Shaw with their ladies, Mrs Black, Mr and Mrs
Quincy, Mr Marston his Sister and daughter, Captain Beale and his son George, Lucy Greenleaf, G. W. Apthorp and his wife, and some others. De Grand
took my sons John and Charles with him into Boston— I engaged to dine
with him next Tuesday week— My
brother, who returned last evening from holding his Court
at Barnstable, was also this day here.
