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March 10 Satur morning a fine day and warm sun my
health is better, and now, what wait we for: is the lords arm
shortened that he cannot save: is his ear heavy. that he cannot
hear; no, verily he unchangeably the same, yesterday to day
and forever.

My poor child had Eigh leeches on her temples, and one on
her head blistered She was very low She said mar you will
not leave me I told her never; then she gave direction
a bout her close that she wished to have put on her
and the rest to do what I thought best then said that
her wish to have Mr Green atend the furnal and the
sung with such sweet voice cherubing and seraphims
halleuyah, then remain silent, at ten of the clock
Sabbath night She roused up and said Mother all is well
never spoke more a quater before three left this world
never shut her Eyes to Sleep all her sickness