1747 December 2 (Wednesday). Lieutenant Tainter and his son Benjamin came over and kill’d my Cambridge Cow. Weigh’d 413, the Quarters — Hide 65, Tallow 35. Lieutenant was very kind and obliging — not only gave me freely his pains, but knowing my straights for winter keeping for my Stock, he took home a Cow to winter for me. N.B. A Sorrowful accident befell us in the Night. My son Ebenezer being greatly fatigu’d with his worrying in the Day, sat sleeping by the fire after we were come up to Bed, with his Head upon his Arms on his Knees: his Elbows slip’d from his Knees and his Chair slip’d away from under him, and he fell into the Fire — his Hands were both burnt, his right Hand especially which threw him into great pain and smart. For his Relief I immediately kill’d a Cat and he wash’d his Hands in the Blood. God be prais’d he was awak’d and enabled to get out of the Fire! May the Providence of God be Sanctify’d to both him and us!