1752 November 27 (Monday). A bright pleasant Day. I walk’d up to Mr. Ebenezer Rice’s to reckon with him; but he was not at home. I visited Sarah Newton lately cur’d of a Polypus in her Nose: Din’d there (at Deacon Newton’s) but the Deacon not at Home. At Mr. Nurse’s also. In the Eve Ebenezer was here, and we had some talk of our Settling our Affairs — his Labour on the place as taking it to the halves etc. I gave him Two Ridgling Piggs of last Spring, over and above, but we defer the Exact Settling.
The daughter of Abner Newton.
A polyp, a mass of swollen mucous membrane.