October 13, 1744

1744 October 13 (Saturday).  The Morning was So bright (tho windy) that I hasten’d to Mr. Gees to dissolve the above Obligation of preaching for him and tripp’d to Cambridge to my Horse (our Chaise having been left at Charlestown) and endeavour’d to Come up to my own Flock; but by loosing one pair of Gold Buttons out of my Sleave, and other Impediments I made it sundown before I got to David Hows[1] — and was much Chill’d with the Cold of the Night.  Stopp’d at Mr. Smiths of Marlborough and lodged there.

[1]Proprietor of the Wayside Inn.