Friday, June 17 1757

In the morning at work in my garden. Drew off in the forenoon 2 barrels of cider, and a-corking of it broke a bottle and cut one of my fingers prodigiously with it… Mr Richard Comber and Charles Diggens drank tea with us. The finger which I cut in the morning bled to such a degree that I tried all possible means to staunch it but could not till I applied to Mrs Porter for some styptic. Thomas Davy at our house in the evening, to whom I read 2 of Tillotson’s sermons…

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