1767 August 5 (Wednesday). Pursue my Journey — to Roxbury and dine at Mr. Adams’s — to Boston. My dear Brother Samuel is confined to his Chamber and mostly to his Bed — blistered and polticed — has a Nervous Fever and is (we conceive) delirious — at least in some Measure so. Shews great Distress, of Mind and Body. I lodged, and Mr. Loyd took Care of my Horse.