(seq. 61)

August 1800

Fr. 8 Nothing of consequence

Sat 9 Afternoon saw Samuel Gerauld, found him
much altered for the better, become quite
[shady?] God bless him. Went home with
him and [?] all night.

Sun 10
At Doc Geraulds, home at one O"clock
very [late?] at meeting.

Mon 11
Went to Foxbury with Doc Gerauld, who
visits a woman there, [she?] had been with
child for [18?] months as was said. Saw
neither Everell nor [Scratin?], consequently
did no busyness.

T 12
Nothing strange. [Welles?] with Adams.
at [?] Prentisses evening

Wed 13
Afternoon at the north end

Nor let my future days in grief and woe be spent
Oh rather aim thy [darts?] at me;
Since life with all my hopes destroy'd
Would prove a tiresome cheerless voice
Where I my souls delight no longer see,
Where Happiness forever flown,
And Peace and Consolation fled;
Where Pleasure slumb'ring with the dead
Leaves but a dreary waste with every comfort gone
forgive
Great God. my impious prayer,,
Teach me submission to thy will;
My troubled thoughts peace and be still
Disease and Death thy servants are.
O fill my heart with grace [?],
That when all earthly comforts flee,
My trembling soul may hope in thee.
While beams of heavenly glory round me shine.