1747 December 4 (Friday). A very difficult Morning. The Snow deep — my son lame and unable to go to the Barn. I was oblig’d to go myself. We were also very much out of wood, but Neighbour Ebenezer Maynard and his brother Nathan came and both cut and sledded for me. And at Eve came Mr. Benjamin Tainter and offer’d to tarry over night to help me tomorrow notwithstanding his purpose to come with his Father and others to get wood next Monday. I bless God for those kind Tokens from my Neighbours! May I have grace suitably to improve them!