- Lincoln Solomon
- Lane Charles.
- Greenleaf E. Price
- Snelling George H
- Lawrence
A Summer day of furnace heat— Thermometers in open air above 90. It
disqualified me for writing and made me idle— But my chief concern in
these days of blazing Sun, is for my seedling Plants of the present
year— One such day will kill them by hundreds, if unshaded— I shingled
several of those in my semir
Solomon Lincoln called upon me with Mr
r Lincoln, who shewed me his
Commr Lane requested me to
transmit these Papers to the Secretary of
State, and expressed his anxiety to receive his Patent as
soon as possible— I promised to forward his Papers immediately— E. Price Greenleaf came and
invited me to go and view his Plantation Nursery— We were accompanied by
his father— His seedling
fruit-trees make as yet, but little Show— But the Tulip-trees and
Button-woods grow rapidly. While I was out Mr
Snelling, with Mr Lawrence, came from Boston, for my answer to
the invitation to deliver an Address upon the opening of the Boston
Academy of Music, at their new building; once the Federal Street
Theatre— I have concluded to decline the delivery of this Address— It is
one of the modes of public speaking which have lately become
fashionable; and for which men in public life, are very freely taxed—
The origin of most, if not all of them is in the Phi Beta Kappa
Orations. But they are multiplied almost as the Stars of Heaven— And
almost without exception they are forgotten, the day after they are
delivered. This would certainly be the fate of mine, and I should lose
instead of gaining reputation, by complying with the numerous
invitations which I receive to deliver such Addresses, Orations,
Discourses and Lectures.— They are in truth all Sermons—but if one of
these Institutions should invite an Orator to deliver a Sermon, it would
go nigh to break up the fashion—