December 1, 1780

1780 December 1 (Friday).  Rob. Wightman is so successful in his getting out and cleaning the Rye that in these few Days he has thrashed and winnowed (as he has counted) 40 Bushels besides that he plowed for me half a Day, which he gave in; and he carrys away 4 Bushels for his wages.  I was called away to see Betty Barker, as being near her End.  I went — found her very bad, of bilious Fever.  She was too delirious to converse much.  I prayed with her, and a number more.  Called to see Mrs. Nottingham, who seems to be in more hopeful state.