1747 November 16 (Monday). Neighbour Ebenezer Maynard kill’d a Pigg for me which at home Weigh’d 64. His Brother Nathan at Eve went with it to Boston. My wife and I at Mr. Whipples, his Daughter Lucy[1] being married this Evening there. We had an agreeable Supper and Company. O may we remember the Midnight Cry![2]
[1]Lucy Whipple married Moses Pratt of Hardwick.
[2][Additional note: Matthew 25:6, “And at midnight there was a cry made. Behold, the bridegroom cometh; go ye out to meet him.”]