1745 June 21 (Friday). I rode over to see Deacon Tomlin who lies ill. He answer’d me with great readiness respecting his State, and said he had such Hope, and such scripture ground for his Hope that he was not afraid. I gave him some Cautions, — Strait the Gate — few etc. — the many deceiv’d — the Heart deceitful — the wiles of Satan — our own Sin — particularly warn’d him respecting Covetousness and loving the world — wanting to Live longer, how long soever we live. Pray’d with him and recommended him to the Grace of God. Neighbour Abner Newton[1] din’d with me, told me he heard that a Young man at Mill River was kill’d by the Lightning the Day before yesterday — as was another at Woodstock or Pomfret last Monday Night in his Bed. Mr. Jenison here, and pleasant.
[1]Son of Thomas Newton.