1740 November 1 (Saturday). In the Morning I got my Horse Shod at Mr. William Witts.[1] I broke fast at Mr. Smiths, brought up Sally Gott[2] to tarry a while at our House, but we rode first to the Burial of Joseph Warrin Son of Neighbour Thomas Warrin who dy’d of the Throat Distemper at Lieutenant Tainters,[3] and was bury’d from thence. I din’d at Lieutenant Tainters. A Cold Season.
[1]The son of John Witt who came to Marlborough in the early 1700s. Hudson, Marlborough, 473-474.
[2]Sarah Gott was Parkman’s niece.
[3]Joseph Tainter of Marlborough.