August 13, 1779

1779 August 13 (Friday).  Parker went to my little Flock in Squire Baker’s pasture, got a Lamb, killed it — did not weigh it — it was very small.  Breck returned from Boston: but was much overcome by the Rain and Fatiegue of his Journey — young Henry Pigeon here and dined with us.  P.M. Rev. Fitch, his wife and sucking son Elijah — they dined here.  Lent Mr. Fitch, Stillingfleet’s Origines Sacrae.  Mrs. Hawes and her Cousin, Miss Jerusha King, at Tea here.