- Sanborn Rev
d.Peter - Welsh Moses.
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rs.Ann Adams. - Miss Georgiana Harrod
- Miss Elizabeth Harrod
Sun rose 5.3. Set 7.7. both crystal clear.
Rose behind the barn on the summit of the distant hill Set behind the
peak of the sloping Northwestern hill that bounds the horizon. Rising at
4. I gave precisely two hours to bodily exercise, my seedlings and the
old apple-tree in the lane— I expected the visit of Mr M. M.
Fisher and the deputation from the Liberty party Committee
but they did not come— The Revd. Peter Sanborn, and Mr. Moses
Welsh of Reading, Middlesex County paid me a morning
visit. Mr Sanborn said he was a Minister of
the word of God, and preached yesterday for Mr Perkins at Braintree—
He was making an excursion for his health and amusement, and accompanied
his friend Mr Welsh who came to visit some
of his Relations at Weymouth. He was a few months older than me.— He had
a great veneration for all the Patriots of our Revolution, and La Fayette had shaken him most cordially
by the hand. He was much inclined to talk politics—said he was of the
Liberty party—asked me, if Mr Clay was really the cause of
the Cilley duel—and whether he should vote for Mr Birney.— I told him that I could say nothing about Mr Clay’s concern in the Cilley, or any other duel, but that
I was very sorry he had ever taken part in any one: and that if he
should vote for Birney, his vote would count for Polk.— His friend Welsh very earnestly
desired him to remember that— I called at the Office of the Quincy
Patriot to enquire if Mr Green had a copy or two left of the pamphlet
edition of my Letter of 4 July 1843. to the Anti Slavery Committee at
Bangor; but Green was not there, and his journeyman had been only a
short time at the Office and knew nothing about it— Then I looked in at
the Office of the Quincy Aurora, to enquire if Mr Clapp
proposed to publish an account of the celebration at Hingham on the 2d. of this month. He said he had my Letter
to Miss Anna Quincy Thaxter already in type for next Thursday— Mrs De
Windt has published another book called Melzinga A
Souvenir by C. A. D. 1845. consisting of what is called a Journal, a
sort of mystical narrative of incidents of daily occurrence dated from
time to time in measured lines of unequal length, with and without
rhyme, half verse half prose Then sundry miscellaneous fugitive pieces
original and selected, among which are my lines upon Retrospection
written in September 1840. and which I thought were irretrievably lost—
My Letter to her of 31. Octr. 1841. with the
tale of Charles the fifths Clocks,
and my Sonnet to the Sun-dial—this last somewhat mutilated by misprints.
I resumed the daily reading of a few pages of Bacon’s Sylva-Sylvarum, or a natural
history in ten centuries— I have read the first century, or one hundred
experiments upon percolation— It reads like a Cookery Book, or a
compilation of recipes, or quack medicines. It is hard to read, and must
be taken in broken doses. I strongly suspect that the results of Many of
the experiments are fallacious. Mrs T. B. Adams and two Misses Harrod
took tea and spent the Evening here— Mary was taken unwell last Friday; and this day took to
her chamber and bed— Dr Woodward here.