1781 April 3 (Tuesday). Still stormy a.m. The riding difficult — Was anxious about going to the Meeting at Mr. Grouts — But he came to me. We concluded to defer it to another Week. P.M. the weather was more moderate. While I was desirous to try to get to Mr. Hardy’s — but while I was thinking what to do, News arrived that he was dead. I did not hesitate, but immediately went to the House of mourning — conversed with the Widow and the Friends there; and prayed with them. Mr. Hardy expired about 8 or 9 this morning, of a Pleurisy: was 45 this last March 1, but was not apprehensive Death was nigh. This Eve received a Letter from my old Friend and Correspondent Mr. Quincy. Elias is with us, expecting to hear from Northampton about their School.