1739 January 9 (Tuesday). The Child extreme bad, especially the latter part of the Day. Boys sledded home wood. P.M. and Evening we thought the Child was dying — took nothing for many Hours, a Ghastly pale overspread the Visage and appear’d choak’d up; sometimes was Seemingly gone for some while together. We pray’d for it p.m. All night distress’d about it and expecting its last Gasp. Nurse and my Daughter Molly sat up with it.