Sunday, May 22 1757

In the morning myself, wife and 2 boys at church… We dined on the remains of yesterday’s dinner with the addition of a plain boiled rice pudding. After dinner my wife and I went to the funeral of Master Marchant where I gave away the following glazed lamb gloves:

Mr Porter to be sentJohn Vine Jr
Master BakerDame Marchant, widow
Mr EllessMrs Marchant
James MarchantSarah Marchant
Will EldridgeElizabeth Marchant
Richard MarchantHannah Marchant
James MarchantDame Cornwell
James Marchant SrElizabeth Mepham and
Thomas Marchantmyself

Myself and wife only at church this afternoon. There was a funeral sermon for Master Marchant from part of Numbers 23:10: “Let me die the death of the righteous and let my last end be like his,” from which words we had a very good sermon, though whether it was a funeral sermon, they that preached it and they that payed for it alone must know. For I believe most of the audience must think it to be a sermon made before the death of Master Marchant. At home all evening… N.B.: Master Marchant’s age was 67 years.

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