Tuesday, August 25 1761

In the forenoon my brother came over… Mary Heath a-washing for me all day and dined with me… Paid my brother 8/8 in full for the same sum he paid the Rev Mr Wharton., vicar of Framfield, for burying my wife. Paid George Verral (by his servant Robert Turley) 8/8 in full only for 2 dozen of cake soap received by him today. Mrs Wakitt, Mrs Fuller Jr and Rebecca Dicker drank tea with me. At home all day and thank God pretty busy; but who can paint my inward anguish.

Monday, August 24 1761

Mary Heath a-washing for me half the day and dined with me on half a calf’s head boiled, a piece of pork, a plain bread pudding and French beers. (My late servant went away as soon as we breakfasted.) In the afternoon finished posting my day book; in the evening wrote my London letters. My brother came over in the evening and supped with me and stayed with me some time. Mary Heath lodged at my house. Who can describe the anxiety of my mind… [13 words omitted].

Sunday, August 23 1761

After breakfast I rode to Alfriston in order to take a cursory view of Mr Sanders’s stock in trade, which I am shortly to appraise for him. I dined at Mr Snelling’s on a leg of lamb roasted, a pond currant pudding and some carrots and cucumbers… I came home about 6:20. In the evening my late servant Mary Martin came to see me and stayed all night with me. Oh, how simple I was not to be at church [in the?] afternoon, which was the only opportunity I had of being at church all day.

Saturday, August 22 1761

…In the morning my brother Sam Slater came to see me and dined with me on half a calf’s head and a piece of bacon and carrots boiled. Paid a grandson of Thomas Fuller’s 3/4 in full for ½ dozen candles received by him today. In the afternoon rode as far as the Nursery with my brother. Called at Mrs Browne’s and Mr Coates’s. Came home about 7:20.

I am as it were quite distracted with trouble. I hardly know which way to turn or what course of life to take. I have lost the best of wives and companions and I think my relations (for they; can hardly merit the name of friends) seen quite estranged and stand as it were at a distance from my trouble… [20 words omitted].

Sunday, August 16 1761

…Myself and one servant at church in the morning… During churchtime my servant’s brother and sister came to see her and dined with us on a shoulder of lamb roasted and French beans. No service at our church in the afternoon, Mr Porter preaching at Laughton.

I went and called Sam Jenner and we walked to Laughton Church… I came home and drank tea, after which Mr Saunders and his wife went home. This day Mr Crowhurst, overseer of Folkington, promised me he would pay the debt of Francis Rich deceased, at Easter next.

In the evening read part of the New Whole Duty of Man. Oh, how melancholy my situation; how am I depressed with grief.