March 1, 1780

1780 March 1 (Wednesday).  Notwithstanding the Rain and very difficult travelling, I went a.m. to the Funeral of old Mr. Jonah Warren, who expired in the Eighty [blank] year of his age.  Many people attended.  I prayed — ventured to come home on foot.  The Snow and Ice made it dangerous to ride.  Breck is somewhat better.  At night he grew worse.  My Family and his united are 14.  The Harvard Vacancy is up today; but the weather rough and Roads very bad.  Elias cannot go to Cambridge.