November 27, 1752

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[1] lately cur’d of a Polypus[2] 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.

[1]The daughter of Abner Newton.

[2]A polyp, a mass of swollen mucous membrane.