1752 July 4 (Saturday). Alpheus Newton[1] gave an half Day, mowing at my Island — and the great likelihood of foul Weather made me conceive it to be my Duty, part of the p.m. to assist my son William in raking. If the rain should come upon that sort of thing, it would be of very little value: but this was the Chief of the English Hay I should have to trust to. And I was fully apprehensive that I should not be able to prepare more than one sermon for the sabbath.
[1]The son of Abner Newton.