February 11, 1744

1744 February 11 (Saturday).  A Smart Snow Storm, but clear’d off p.m.  The Time appointed for Mrs. Wheelers buryal is the forenoon, so that I could not attend it.  But in the afternoon I borrow’d an Horse and went to meet them at the Grave; but meeting the young man (who return’d the buryal Cloth) a little beyond Captain Maynards, I return’d.  Have the trouble of daily dressing my Mares Legg ever since my ride to Mr. McAllisters.[1]

[1]John McAllister of the north part of Westborough.