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 sent | John Vine Jr |
| Master Baker | Dame Marchant, widow |
| Mr Elless | Mrs Marchant |
| James Marchant | Sarah Marchant |
| Will Eldridge | Elizabeth Marchant |
| Richard Marchant | Hannah Marchant |
| James Marchant | Dame Cornwell |
| James Marchant Sr | Elizabeth Mepham and |
| Thomas Marchant | myself |
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.