Friday, April 17 1761

…At home all day. My wife somewhat easier than yesterday, but really extremely ill. Very little to do all day. Oh, how does my poor wife’s illness and her continual pain afflict me. Could it be described I think it would melt a heart as obdurate as flint into compassion and sympathetic sorrow.

Gave 6d to a brief for fire which was collected from house to house.

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