April 30 was cold & sharp at Rolle; when a number of martins formed two thick clusters on a ledge projecting in front of an house in one of the streets of that town. They descended gently as they arrived one on another.
Set Gunnory, the Bantam hen, on nine of her own eggs.
Set 9 Bantham’s eggs to be put under a sitting-hen at Newton.
Cuckow sings on the hill. Nightingale sings in my outlet.
Mowed the grass-walks in part: they were crisp with hoar frost. Cut some grass in the orchard for the horses. Swallow on the chimney.
Pears, cherries, & plums in fine bloom along the road. Some hundreds of martins were seen to pass over Rolle towards Geneva, & two swifts; the day was wet & cold.
Sam White elected fellow of oriel College in Oxford.
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