1769 May 29 (Monday). Mr. Breck and I set out together for Boston though it was wet weather. I turned aside to visit Mrs. Brigham again, but she is so far gone that she can’t speak, nor understand me (by any thing that I perceive). She begins to have the ghastly Visage of Death. Many persons are there; I prayed by her: and took leave. Dined at Mr. Stones. Overtook Mr. Breck at Coll. Buckminsters. Called, but did not light, at Mr. W. Browns. We reached as far as Mr. Woodwards and lodged there.