1744 November 24 (Saturday). A.M. Cloudy. P.M. Rain and Something of Snow but not to lie. At Eve came Mr. Cotton of Newton and Mr. Isaac Williams. They acquaint’d me that Captain Trowbridge who was with them in their other Journey to Worcester and lodg’d here, was lately bury’d. O that God would Shew us our End and make us know the Measure of our Days — how frail!