1748 January 29 (Friday). A Day to be remembered. Twelve Years ago my dear wife Mary died, may I never lose the sense of God’s holy Dispensation toward me and mine, but I was not able to devote this Day as I would have inclined to by reason on my unavoidable Engagement in preparing for the next Sabbath. Sarah Henry takes my plush coat to pieces in order to New line it. P.M., Ebenezer to Marlborough to get him a great coat cut out and pay Deacon Andrew Price the full of the Interest of my Bond to him and brought it home. I am now again out of Debt (a few Dribbles, etc. excepted), and my obligation to my own Children.