16: Our dear Friend Mrs Mary out of her great love bestowed a 20s. piece upon me; I am never able to answer her love, Lord I will reckon it upon thy score do you return it an hundred fold into her bosom, make me a soul help and comfort to her, at night my cold begun to thicken, and to stuff and wheeze exceedingly, the Lord in his due time will ease me, I find it an exceeding hindrance in my studies.