Tuesday, February 8, 2011

I was happily disappointed

Thur. 10 Feb 1763. I rode to Brentford, expecting to find disagreeable work there also. But I was happily disappointed. Not one seemed inclined to leave the society, and some were added to it. And the congregation was not only quiet, but more deeply attentive than is usual in this place.
Hence I rode on Friday 11 to Shoreham, and buried the remains of Mrs. Perronet, who after a long, distressing illness, on Saturday the 5th instant fell asleep.

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