[Sunday] August the 27 [1815]
My morning was nearly taken up in the kitchen getting dinner. -- Betsy and Jane went to Dartmouth in the morning. -- After dinner, ________ and Phebe went to Mrs. Prescott's and Charlotte to Mrs. Allen's. I was quite alone, till Mr. Beamish came. We went to the orchard and picked some currants and then we took a walk to Mr. Russell's lake. When we returned, tea was ready. The fog came in very thick, and Mr. Beamish stayed all night. -- George came up with Betsy, and Mr. B. and he has taken my bed. -- I hear them snoring famously, and I shall follow their example.