1757 November 16 (Wednesday). We are still in great Straits for Want of Water: our Well is yet so low that we can’t dip a pail-full without going down into it. Monsieur Jacques Morris and his Wife, Neutral French, who live at Leicester came to See me, dined with me, and tarried till near Evening. My Son William goes agunning and brings in 7 Squirrells. Mr. Samuel Hardy here, and Sits down at Supper with us. My mind and Heart much engaged and employed in my Preparations for tomorrow, notwithstanding the many Interruptions and Obstructions I meet with.