A fine day. I have finished Petrarch. Walked up to the new Barn and over to the old
Plain. Sullivan and Mr. Sam. Hayward threshing—Billings and Bass carting Earth and
Seaweed and liming the Compost. Mr. Wibirt dined with Us. James brought home the twin
oxen from Long Island. Trask burning Bushes in the Swamp on Penns Hill.