…We dined on some boiled tripe. In the evening my brother came over and drank tea with me and stayed and supped with us. At home all day. My wife, poor creature, very ill. Lent my brother my horse.
The Diary, 1754–1765
…We dined on some boiled tripe. In the evening my brother came over and drank tea with me and stayed and supped with us. At home all day. My wife, poor creature, very ill. Lent my brother my horse.