- Greenleaf Thomas
- Greenleaf E. Price
Mr Thomas
Greenleaf brought me a notification, that at a Meeting of
the Supervisors of the Adams Temple and School-fund at Boston, I was
elected a member of the Corporation, in the place of my deceased brother, and my Son
Charles Francis Adams was
elected Clerk— I accepted the trust— I had wished that my Son Charles
should be elected a Supervisor, but the foundation requires that they
should when elected be Inhabitants of Quincy, which Charles is not—
E. Price Greenleaf came,
and visited with me my Nursery and Garden. One half my Nursery is
already as full of seedling trees, as it will bear— The other will be
full in two years more, if I live, and my plantations of this year fail
not more than those of the preceding years have failed.— This afternoon
I walked over to Deacon Adams’s to
bespeak a load of Wood. He was not at home. I left word with his wife. Visited my middle and
Druid Pasture Oaks— Found a few Acorns; but not yet ripe. Came out by
the foot of Penn’s Hill and walked home— Stop’d at Mr
Brigham’s to enquire the prospects of Quincy Canal— Better
than the two last years— Training day for the Militia— Boisterous and
noisy— John A Newcomb’s address to
me—named from my father.