Rose with the sun. Brot up the Horse and took a Ride over Penns Hill, as far as John
Haywards in a cold, keen, blustering N. Wester. Returned and breakfasted. I feel brac’d,
as if the cold clear Air had given a Spring to the System.—I am now sett down to the
Laws relating to naval Trade and Commerce. Let me inquire of the next Master of a
Ship that I see, what is a Bill of Lading, what the Pursers Book. What Invoices they
keep. What Account they keep of Goods received on Board, and of Goods delivered out,
at another Port, &c.