I am Godmother to Betty Bacon.

{...} my S[ister] w[r]ot Ierish stich.

I stocked me a pare of large stockings. I read of that book of exsamination . my S[ister] took phisick of a woman which had [symbol?] don her good afore. I somtimes did bonelace.

I made an end of the Beger and began Charity.

I wrot a wo{rke} of Ilet holes a mornings

my Aunt Isham died Betty came

the very same \time/ I t[hought?] to drive my beeses they swormed once

M these too y[ears] I read in Spencer \W Which I liked better then S[i]r Philip Sidney /

I wrot the picture of Charity

my B[rother] and Sist-[er] cam to dwell here

I was witnes for my Nece Judeth

the twenes was borne

my hart was so tender to this time, that I could hardly endure the cry of children till now I am more used of it

Mary Thom[?] went a way, anne merret cam

my father was ill one night.

of all Saints \day/, my S[ister] Judith died .

I read Diagenes lantorne {...}

I coulered and Knit me hose withall

here was a Fast once a week for the sicknes at London

my father gave a black scarfe

I wrot my father \a cape/ and betty the purls

my father gave me my mothers \mitens/ which cost {...} pennce

my B[rother] a {...} my S[ister] I[sham] a gorget I ave my {...}

I got about 20 sh[illings] which I put into the {Ever?}lasting bag