I dined on some cider toast, apple pie and bread and cheese… Paid Benjamin Shelley 2½d for 2 lemons bought in London for me. In the evening my old acquaintance Mr Long (who is at present out of business) came to my house and stayed all night, and took part of my bed. James Marchant’s wife assisting my servant iron a few hours in the afternoon, she, her husband and Mr Long drank tea with me.
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The Diary, 1754–1765