Wednesday, February 18 1761

We dined on the remains of yesterday’s dinner with the addition of a plain bread pudding and a piece of pork and greens. At home all day; my wife very ill again. Paid a son of Mr Heaver, miller at Isfield, 16d for 3 bushels bran received by him today.

Oh, melancholy situation my wife extremely ill; quite alone, almost; and trade very dead; but still, what is this to the prospect of losing my intimate, my familiar and sincere friend?

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