1739 November 22 (Thursday). Before I got up I was in great Pains in my Bowels. The Day was a very ill Day with me. I had eat Milk the night before with good appetite, and I thought it sat So well upon my stomach that I might eat boil’d milk this Morning, but I was thereupon greatly disordered. Sick, faint, and Vomited Several Times in the Day Casting up whatever I took down. Mr. Winchester went down to Boston for me upon my Mare to bring up a Maid, one Mary Wakefield from thence. At Evening, though exceeding ill, I marry’d Timothy Warrin and Rebecca Tainter.[1] Bekky Hicks watch’d.
[1]Daughter of Simon Tainter.