Friday, July 23 1762

…Rec’d of Ben Shelley in cash 19d, which, with 19/8 he paid for me as under, is in full for the same sum he received for horse hair sold for me:

To money paid for a set of china0.12.0
To Mr John Bealson in full on my account0.7.8
Rec’d in cash today.0.1.7
1.1.3
To 30 lbs short horse hair sold at 5d a lb0.12.6
To 10½ lbs dock at 10d0.8.9
1.1.3

At home all day, but not very busy. In the evening read part of Young’s Night Thoughts.

Tuesday, July 20 1762

In the forenoon I went to church with Mr Carman’s daughter, for which I stood godfather in company with Mrs Vine the younger and Mrs Piper. We then walked down to Mr Carman’s, where I dined in company with Mr and Mrs Porter, Mr Aaron Winton and his wife, two Mr Clarks, Mr Piper and Mrs Vine, on a leg of lamb boiled, a roasted pig, 4 chicken roasted, a boiled ham, a currant suet pudding and a plain flour pudding, carrots and cabbage (my family at home dining on the remains of yesterday’s dinner with some French beans).

We stayed and drank tea at Mr Carman’s, and I came home in company with Mr and Mrs Porter about 8:15, as sober as when I went from home. Gave the maid 12d and the nurse 2/-. In the evening read part of Young’s Night Thoughts. A very remarkable dry time; a more remarkable dry time for money and scarceness of trade.

N.B.: The child was named Susanna.

Sunday, July 18 1762

No service at our church in the morning, Mr Porter preaching at Mayfield. I dined on a chick pudding and green peas.

In the afternoon my servants and self both at church where we had a sermon preached by the Rev Mr Philips, curate of Maresfield, Mr Porter preaching at Mayfield, from I Peter 4:18: “And if the righteous scarcely be saved, where shall the ungodly and the sinner appear?” Sam Jenner and Mr Mick Stone drank tea with me. In the evening read one of Tillotson’s sermons.

Friday, July 16 1762

After breakfast rode to Lewes concerning Darby’s affair. Came home about 11:10… I dined on the remains of yesterday’s dinner with the addition of some peas.

In the evening my worthy friend and acquaintance Mr Snelling called on me and stayed with me some time. Very little to do all day and truly a very melancholy time. What, oh, what shall I do, or what will become of me? work I cannot; steal I hope I never shall once think of; therefore let me try and submit with patience to any circumstances it shall be my lot to endure.