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Title: Diary of Samuel Pepys, Sep/Oct 1661

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                THE DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS M.A.  F.R.S.

            CLERK OF THE ACTS AND SECRETARY TO THE ADMIRALTY

   TRANSCRIBED FROM THE SHORTHAND MANUSCRIPT IN THE PEPYSIAN LIBRARY
MAGDALENE COLLEGE CAMBRIDGE BY THE REV. MYNORS BRIGHT M.A. LATE FELLOW
                      AND PRESIDENT OF THE COLLEGE

                              (Unabridged)

                      WITH LORD BRAYBROOKE'S NOTES

                        EDITED WITH ADDITIONS BY

                        HENRY B. WHEATLEY F.S.A.



                          DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS.
                           SEPTEMBER & OCTOBER
                                  1661


September 1st (Lord's day).  Last night being very rainy [the rain] broke
into my house, the gutter being stopped, and spoiled all my ceilings
almost.  At church in the morning, and dined at home with my wife.  After
dinner to Sir W. Batten's, where I found Sir W. Pen and Captain Holmes.
Here we were very merry with Sir W. Pen about the loss of his tankard,
though all be but a cheat, and he do not yet understand it; but the
tankard was stole by Sir W. Batten, and the letter, as from the thief,
wrote by me, which makes: very good sport.  Here I staid all the
afternoon, and then Captain Holmes and I by coach to White Hall; in our
way, I found him by discourse, to be a great friend of my Lord's, and he
told me there was many did seek to remove him; but they were old seamen,
such as Sir J. Minnes (but he would name no more, though I do believe Sir
W. Batten is one of them that do envy him), but he says he knows that the
King do so love him, and the Duke of York too, that there is no fear of
him.  He seems to be very well acquainted with the King's mind, and with
all the several factions at Court, and spoke all with so much frankness,
that I do take him to be my Lord's good friend, and one able to do him
great service, being a cunning fellow, and one (by his own confession to
me) that can put on two several faces, and look his enemies in the face
with as much love as his friends.  But, good God! what an age is this,
and what a world is this! that a man cannot live without playing the
knave and dissimulation.  At Whitehall we parted, and I to Mrs. Pierce's,
meeting her and Madam Clifford in the street, and there staid talking and
laughing with them a good while, and so back to my mother's, and there
supped, and so home and to bed.



2nd.  In the morning to my cozen Thos. Pepys, executor, and there talked
with him about my uncle Thomas, his being in the country, but he could
not advise me to anything therein, not knowing what the other has done in
the country, and so we parted.  And so to Whitehall, and there my Lord
Privy Seal, who has been out of town this week, not being yet come, we
can have no seal, and therefore meeting with Mr. Battersby the apothecary
in Fenchurch Street to the King's Apothecary's chamber in Whitehall, and
there drank a bottle or two of wine, and so he and I by water towards
London.  I landed at Blackfriars and so to the Wardrobe and dined, and
then back to Whitehall with Captain Ferrers, and there walked, and thence
to Westminster Hall, where we met with Mr. Pickering, and so all of us to
the Rhenish wine house (Prior's), where the master of the house is laying
out some money in making a cellar with an arch in his yard, which is very
convenient for him.  Here we staid a good while, and so Mr. Pickering and
I to Westminster Hall again, and there walked an hour or two talking, and
though he be a fool, yet he keeps much company, and will tell all he sees
or hears, and so a man may understand what the common talk of the town
is, and I find by him that there are endeavours to get my Lord out of
play at sea, which I believe Mr. Coventry and the Duke do think will make
them more absolute; but I hope, for all this, they will not be able to do
it.  He tells me plainly of the vices of the Court, and how the pox is so
common there, and so I hear on all hands that it is as common as eating
and swearing.  From him by water to the bridge, and thence to the Mitre,
where I met my uncle and aunt Wight come to see Mrs. Rawlinson (in her
husband's absence out of town), and so I staid with them and Mr. Lucas
and other company, very merry, and so home, Where my wife has been busy
all the day making of pies, and had been abroad and bought things for
herself, and tells that she met at the Change with my young ladies of the
Wardrobe and there helped them to buy things, and also with Mr. Somerset,
who did give her a bracelet of rings, which did a little trouble me,
though I know there is no hurt yet in it, but only for fear of further
acquaintance.  So to bed.  This night I sent another letter to Sir W. Pen
to offer him the return of his tankard upon his leaving of 30s. at a
place where it should be brought.  The issue of which I am to expect.



3rd.  This day some of us Commissioners went down to Deptford to pay off
some ships, but I could not go, but staid at home all the morning setting
papers to rights, and this morning Mr. Howell, our turner, sent me two
things to file papers on very handsome.  Dined at home, and then with my
wife to the Wardrobe, where my Lady's child was christened (my Lord Crew
and his Lady, and my Lady Montagu, my Lord's mother-in-law, were the
witnesses), and named Katherine

     [Lady Katherine Montagu, youngest daughter of Lord Sandwich,
     married, first, Nicholas Bacon, eldest son and heir of Sir Nicholas
     Bacon, K.B., of Shrubland Hall, co.  Suffolk; and, secondly, the
     Rev. Balthazar Gardeman.  She died January 15th, 1757, at ninety-six
     years, four months.--B.]

(the Queen elect's name); but to my and all our trouble, the Parson of
the parish christened her, and did not sign the child with the sign of
the cross.  After that was done, we had a very fine banquet, the best I
ever was at, and so (there being very little company) we by and by broke
up, and my wife and I to my mother, who I took a liberty to advise about
her getting things ready to go this week into the country to my father,
and she (being become now-a-days very simple) took it very ill, and we
had a great deal of noise and wrangling about it.  So home by coach.



4th.  In the morning to the Privy Seal to do some things of the last
month, my Lord Privy Seal having been some time out of town.  Then my
wife came to me to Whitehall, and we went and walked a good while in St.
James's Park to see the brave alterations, and so to Wilkinson's, the
Cook's, to dinner, where we sent for Mrs. Sarah and there dined and had
oysters, the first I have eat this year, and were pretty good.  After
dinner by agreement to visit Mrs. Symonds, but she is abroad, which I
wonder at, and so missing her my wife again to my mother's (calling at
Mrs. Pierce's, who we found brought to bed of a girl last night) and
there staid and drank, and she resolves to be going to-morrow without
fail.  Many friends come in to take their leave of her, but a great deal
of stir I had again tonight about getting her to go to see my Lady
Sandwich before she goes, which she says she will do tomorrow.  So I
home.



5th.  To the Privy Seal this morning about business, in my way taking
leave of my mother, who goes to Brampton to-day.  But doing my business
at the Privy Seal pretty soon, I took boat and went to my uncle Fenner's,
and there I found my mother and my wife and Pall (of whom I had this
morning at my own house taken leave, and given her 20s. and good counsel
how to carry herself to my father and mother), and so I took them, it
being late, to Beard's, where they were staid for, and so I put them into
the waggon, and saw them going presently, Pall crying exceedingly.  Then
in with my wife, my aunt Bell and Charles Pepys, whom we met there, and
drank, and so to my uncle Fenner's to dinner (in the way meeting a French
footman with feathers, who was in quest of my wife, and spoke with her
privately, but I could not tell what it was, only my wife promised to go
to some place to-morrow morning, which do trouble my mind how to know
whither it was), where both his sons and daughters were, and there we
were merry and dined.  After dinner news was brought that my aunt Kite,
the butcher's widow in London, is sick ready to die and sends for my
uncle and me to come to take charge of things, and to be entrusted with
the care of her daughter.  But I through want of time to undertake such a
business, I was taken up by Antony Joyce, which came at last to very high
words, which made me very angry, and I did not think that he would ever
have been such a fool to meddle with other people's business, but I saw
he spoke worse to his father than to me and therefore I bore it the
better, but all the company was offended with him, so we parted angry he
and I, and so my wife and I to the fair, and I showed her the Italians
dancing the ropes, and the women that do strange tumbling tricks and so by
foot home vexed in my mind about Antony Joyce.



6th.  This morning my uncle Fenner by appointment came and drank his
morning draft with me, and from thence he and I go to see my aunt Kite
(my wife holding her resolution to go this morning as she resolved
yesterday, and though there could not be much hurt in it, yet my own
jealousy put a hundred things into my mind, which did much trouble me all
day), whom we found in bed and not like to live as we think, and she told
us her mind was that if she should die she should give all she had to her
daughter, only L5 apiece to her second husband's children, in case they
live to come out of their apprenticeships, and that if her daughter
should die before marrying, then L10 to be divided between Sarah Kite's
children and the rest as her own daughter shall dispose of it, and this I
set down that I may be able to swear in case there should be occasion.
From thence to an alehouse while it rained, which kept us there I think
above two hours, and at last we were fain to go through the rainy street
home, calling on his sister Utbeck and drank there.  Then I home to
dinner all alone, and thence my mind being for my wife's going abroad
much troubled and unfit for business, I went to the Theatre, and saw
"Elder Brother" ill acted; that done, meeting here with Sir G. Askew, Sir
Theophilus Jones, and another Knight, with Sir W. Pen, we to the Ship
tavern, and there staid and were merry till late at night, and so got a
coach, and Sir Wm. and I home, where my wife had been long come home, but
I seemed very angry, as indeed I am, and did not all night show her any
countenance, neither before nor in bed, and so slept and rose
discontented.



7th.  At the office all the morning.  At noon Mr. Moore dined with me,
and then in comes Wm. Joyce to answer a letter of mine I wrote this
morning to him about a maid of his that my wife had hired, and she sent
us word that she was hired to stay longer with her master, which mistake
he came to clear himself of; and I took it very kindly.  So I having
appointed the young ladies at the Wardrobe to go with them to a play
to-day, I left him and my brother Tom who came along with him to dine,
and my wife and I took them to the Theatre, where we seated ourselves
close by the King, and Duke of York, and Madame Palmer, which was great
content; and, indeed, I can never enough admire her beauty.  And here was
"Bartholomew Fayre," with the puppet-show, acted to-day, which had not
been these forty years (it being so satyricall against Puritanism, they
durst not till now, which is strange they should already dare to do it,
and the King do countenance it), but I do never a whit like it the better
for the puppets, but rather the worse.  Thence home with the ladies, it
being by reason of our staying a great while for the King's coming, and
the length of the play, near nine o'clock before it was done, and so in
their coach home, and still in discontent with my wife, to bed, and rose
so this morning also.



8th (Lord's day).  To church, it being a very wet night last night and
to-day, dined at home, and so to church again with my wife in the
afternoon, and coming home again found our new maid Doll asleep, that she
could not hear to let us in, so that we were fain to send the boy in at a
window to open the door to us.  So up to my chamber all alone, and
troubled in mind to think how much of late I have addicted myself to
expense and pleasure, that now I can hardly reclaim myself to look after
my great business of settling Gravely business, until now almost too
late.  I pray God give me grace to begin now to look after my business,
but it always was, and I fear will ever be, my foible that after I am
once got behind-hand with business, I am hard to set to it again to
recover it.  In the evening I begun to look over my accounts and upon the
whole I do find myself, by what I can yet see, worth near L600, for which
God be blessed, which put me into great comfort.  So to supper and to
bed.



9th.  To the Privy Seal in the morning, but my Lord did not come, so I
went with Captain Morrice at his desire into the King's Privy Kitchen to
Mr. Sayres, the Master Cook, and there we had a good slice of beef or two
to our breakfast, and from thence he took us into the wine cellar where,
by my troth, we were very merry, and I drank too much wine, and all along
had great and particular kindness from Mr. Sayres, but I drank so much
wine that I was not fit for business, and therefore at noon I went and
walked in Westminster Hall a while, and thence to Salisbury Court play
house, where was acted the first time "'Tis pity Shee's a Whore,"  a
simple play and ill acted, only it was my fortune to sit by a most pretty
and most ingenious lady, which pleased me much.  Thence home, and found
Sir Williams both and much more company gone to the Dolphin to drink the
30s. that we got the other day of Sir W. Pen about his tankard.  Here was
Sir R. Slingsby, Holmes, Captn.  Allen, Mr. Turner, his wife and
daughter, my Lady Batten, and Mrs. Martha, &c., and an excellent company
of fiddlers; so we exceeding merry till late; and then we begun to tell
Sir W. Pen the business, but he had been drinking to-day, and so is
almost gone, that we could not make him understand it, which caused us
more sport.  But so much the better, for I believe when he do come to
understand it he will be angry, he has so talked of the business himself
and the letter up and down that he will be ashamed to be found abused in
it.  So home and to bed.



10th.  At the office all the morn, dined at home; then my wife into Wood
Street to buy a chest, and thence to buy other things at my uncle
Fenner's (though by reason of rain we had ill walking), thence to my
brother Tom's, and there discoursed with him about business, and so to
the Wardrobe to see my Lady, and after supper with the young ladies,
bought a link and carried it myself till I met one that would light me
home for the link.  So he light me home with his own, and then I did give
him mine.  This night I found Mary, my cozen W. Joyce's maid, come to me
to be my cook maid, and so my house is full again.  So to bed.



11th.  Early to my cozen Thomas Trice to discourse about our affairs, and
he did make demand of the L200 and the interest thereof.  But for the
L200 I did agree to pay him, but for the other I did desire to be
advised.  So from him to Dr. Williams, who did carry me into his garden,
where he hath abundance of grapes; and did show me how a dog that he
hath do kill all the cats that come thither to kill his pigeons, and do
afterwards bury them; and do it with so much care that they shall be
quite covered; that if but the tip of the tail hangs out he will take up
the cat again, and dig the hole deeper.  Which is very strange; and he
tells me that he do believe that he hath killed above 100 cats.  After he
was ready we went up and down to inquire about my affairs and then
parted, and to the Wardrobe, and there took Mr. Moore to Tom Trice, who
promised to let Mr. Moore have copies of the bond and my aunt's deed of
gift, and so I took him home to my house to dinner, where I found my
wife's brother, Balty, as fine as hands could make him, and his servant,
a Frenchman, to wait on him, and come to have my wife to visit a young
lady which he is a servant to, and have hope to trepan and get for his
wife.  I did give way for my wife to go with him, and so after dinner
they went, and Mr. Moore and I out again, he about his business and I to
Dr. Williams: to talk with him again, and he and I walking through
Lincoln's Fields observed at the Opera a new play, "Twelfth Night"

     [Pepys seldom liked any play of Shakespeare's, and he sadly
     blundered when he supposed "Twelfth Night" was a new play.]

was acted there, and the King there; so I, against my own mind and
resolution, could not forbear to go in, which did make the play seem a
burthen to me, and I took no pleasure at all in it; and so after it was
done went home with my mind troubled for my going thither, after my
swearing to my wife that I would never go to a play without her.  So that
what with this and things going so cross to me as to matters of my
uncle's estate, makes me very much troubled in my mind, and so to bed.
My wife was with her brother to see his mistress today, and says she is
young, rich, and handsome, but not likely for him to get.



12th.  Though it was an office day, yet I was forced to go to the Privy
Seal, at which I was all the morning, and from thence to my Lady's to
dinner at the Wardrobe; and in my way upon the Thames, I saw the King's
new pleasure-boat that is come now for the King to take pleasure in above
bridge; and also two Gundaloes

     ["Two long boats that were made in Venice, called gondolas, were by
     the Duke of Venice (Dominico Contareni) presented to His Majesty; ,
     and the attending watermen, being four, were in very rich clothes,
     crimson satin; very big were their breeches and doublets; they wore
     also very large shirts of the same satin, very richly laced."
     --Rugge's Diurnal.--B.]

that are lately brought, which are very rich and fine.  After dinner I
went into my Lady's chamber where I found her up now out of her childbed,
which I was glad to see, and after an hour's talk with her I took leave
and to Tom Trice again, and sat talking and drinking with him about our
business a great while.  I do find I am likely to be forced to pay
interest for the L200.  By and by in comes my uncle Thomas, and as he was
always a close cunning fellow, so he carries himself to me, and says
nothing of what his endeavours are, though to my trouble I know that he
is about recovering of Gravely, but neither I nor he began any discourse
of the business.  From thence to Dr. Williams (at the little blind
alehouse in Shoe Lane, at the Gridiron, a place I am ashamed to be seen
to go into), and there with some bland counsel of his we discuss our
matters, but I find men of so different minds that by my troth I know not
what to trust to.  It being late I took leave, and by link home and
called at Sir W. Batten's, and there hear that Sir W. Pen do take our
jest of the tankard very ill, which Pam sorry for.



13th.  This morning I was sent for by my uncle Fenner to come and advise
about the buriall of my aunt, the butcher, who died yesterday; and from
thence to the Anchor, by Doctor's Commons, and there Dr. Williams and I
did write a letter for my purpose to Mr. Sedgewick, of Cambridge, about
Gravely business, and after that I left him and an attorney with him and
went to the Wardrobe, where I found my wife, and thence she and I to the
water to spend the afternoon in pleasure; and so we went to old George's,
and there eat as much as we would of a hot shoulder of mutton, and so to
boat again and home.  So to bed, my mind very full of business and
trouble.



14th.  At the office all the morning, at noon to the Change, and then
home again.  To dinner, where my uncle Fenner by appointment came and
dined with me, thinking to go together to my aunt Kite's that is dead;
but before we had dined comes Sir R. Slingsby and his lady, and a great
deal of company, to take my wife and I out by barge to shew them the
King's and Duke's yachts.  So I was forced to leave my uncle and brother
Tom at dinner and go forth with them, and we had great pleasure, seeing
all four yachts, viz., these two and the two Dutch ones.  And so home
again, and after writing letters by post, to bed.



15th (Lord's day).  To my aunt Kite's in the morning to help my uncle
Fenner to put things in order against anon for the buriall, and at noon
home again; and after dinner to church, my wife and I, and after sermon
with my wife to the buriall of my aunt Kite, where besides us and my
uncle Fenner's family, there was none of any quality, but poor rascally
people.  So we went to church with the corps, and there had service read
at the grave, and back again with Pegg Kite who will be, I doubt, a
troublesome carrion to us executors; but if she will not be ruled, I
shall fling up my executorship.  After that home, and Will Joyce along
with me where we sat and talked and drank and ate an hour or two, and so
he went away and I up to my chamber and then to prayers and to bed.



16th.  This morning I was busy at home to take in my part of our freight
of Coles, which Sir G. Carteret, Sir R. Slingsby, and myself sent for,
which is 10 Chaldron, 8 of which I took in, and with the other to repay
Sir W. Pen what I borrowed of him a little while ago.  So that from this
day I should see how long 10 chaldron of coals will serve my house, if it
please the Lord to let me live to see them burned.  In the afternoon by
appointment to meet Dr. Williams and his attorney, and they and I to Tom
Trice, and there got him in discourse to confess the words that he had
said that his mother did desire him not to see my uncle about her L200
bond while she was alive.  Here we were at high words with T. Trice and
then parted, and we to Standing's, in Fleet Street, where we sat and
drank and talked a great while about my going down to Gravely Court,

     [The manorial court of Graveley, in Huntingdonshire, to which
     Impington owed suit or service, and under which the Pepys's copyhold
     estates were held.  See July 8th, 1661, ante.--B.]

which will be this week, whereof the Doctor had notice in a letter from
his sister this week.  In the middle of our discourse word was brought me
from my brother's that there is a fellow come from my father out of the
country, on purpose to speak to me, so I went to him and he made a story
how he had lost his letter, but he was sure it was for me to go into the
country, which I believed, and thought it might be to give me notice of
Gravely Court, but I afterwards found that it was a rogue that did use to
play such tricks to get money of people, but he got none of me.  At night
I went home, and there found letters-from my father informing me of the
Court, and that I must come down and meet him at Impington, which I
presently resolved to do,



17th.  And the next morning got up, telling my wife of my journey, and
she with a few words got me to hire her a horse to go along with me.  So
I went to my Lady's and elsewhere to take leave, and of Mr. Townsend did
borrow a very fine side-saddle for my wife; and so after all things were
ready, she and I took coach to the end of the town towards Kingsland, and
there got upon my horse and she upon her pretty mare that I hired for
her, and she rides very well.  By the mare at one time falling she got a
fall, but no harm; so we got to Ware, and there supped, and to bed very
merry and pleasant.



18th.  The next morning up early and begun our march; the way about
Puckridge--[Puckeridge, a village in Hertfordshire six and a half miles
N.N.E, of Ware.]--very bad, and my wife, in the very last dirty place of
all, got a fall, but no hurt, though some dirt.  At last she begun, poor
wretch, to be tired, and I to be angry at it, but I was to blame; for she
is a very good companion as long as she is well.  In the afternoon we got
to Cambridge, where I left my wife at my cozen Angier's while I went to
Christ's College, and there found my brother in his chamber, and talked
with him; and so to the barber's, and then to my wife again, and
remounted for Impington, where my uncle received me and my wife very
kindly.  And by and by in comes my father, and we supped and talked and
were merry, but being weary and sleepy my wife and I to bed without
talking with my father anything about our business.



19th.  Up early, and my father and I alone into the garden, and there
talked about our business, and what to do therein.  So after I had talked
and advised with my coz Claxton, and then with my uncle by his bedside,
we all horsed away to Cambridge, where my father and I, having left my
wife at the Beare with my brother, went to Mr. Sedgewicke, the steward of
Gravely, and there talked with him, but could get little hopes from
anything that he would tell us; but at last I did give him a fee, and
then he was free to tell me what I asked, which was something, though not
much comfort.  From thence to our horses, and with my wife went and rode
through Sturbridge

     [Sturbridge fair is of great antiquity.  The first trace of it is
     found in a charter granted about 1211 by King John to the Lepers of
     the Hospital of St. Mary Magdalen at Sturbridge by Cambridge, a fair
     to be held in the close of the hospital on the vigil and feast of
     the Holy Cross (see Cornelius Walford's "Fairs Past and Present,"
     1883, p. 54).]

but the fair was almost done.  So we did not 'light there at all, but
went back to Cambridge, and there at the Beare we had some herrings, we
and my brother, and after dinner set out for Brampton, where we come in
very good time, and found all things well, and being somewhat weary,
after some talk about tomorrow's business with my father, we went to bed.



20th.  Will Stankes and I set out in the morning betimes for Gravely,
where to an ale-house and drank, and then, going towards the Court House,
met my uncle Thomas and his son Thomas, with Bradly, the rogue that had
betrayed us, and one Young, a cunning fellow, who guides them.  There
passed no unkind words at all between us, but I seemed fair and went to
drink with them.  I said little till by and by that we come to the Court,
which was a simple meeting of a company of country rogues, with the
Steward, and two Fellows of Jesus College, that are lords of the town
where the jury were sworn; and I producing no surrender, though I told
them I was sure there is and must be one somewhere, they found my uncle
Thomas heir at law, as he is, and so, though I did tell him and his son
that they would find themselves abused by these fellows, and did advise
them to forbear being admitted this Court (which they could have done,
but that these rogues did persuade them to do it now), my uncle was
admitted, and his son also, in reversion after his father, which he did
well in to secure his money.  The father paid a year and a half for his
fine, and the son half a year, in all L48, besides about L3 fees; so that
I do believe the charges of his journeys, and what he gives those two
rogues, and other expenses herein, cannot be less than L70, which will be
a sad thing for them if a surrender be found.  After all was done, I
openly wished them joy in it, and so rode to Offord with them and there
parted fairly without any words.  I took occasion to bid them money for
their half acre of land, which I had a mind to do that in the surrender I
might secure Piggott's, which otherwise I should be forced to lose.  So
with Stankes home and supped, and after telling my father how things
went, I went to bed with my mind in good temper, because I see the matter
and manner of the Court and the bottom of my business, wherein I was
before and should always have been ignorant.



21st.  All the morning pleasing myself with my father, going up and down
the house and garden with my father and my wife, contriving some
alterations.  After dinner (there coming this morning my aunt Hanes and
her son from London, that is to live with my father) I rode to
Huntingdon, where I met Mr. Philips, and there put my Bugden

     [Bugden, or Buckden, a village and parish in the St. Neots district
     of Huntingdonshire, four miles S.W. of Huntingdon.]

matter in order against the Court, and so to Hinchingbroke, where Mr.
Barnwell shewed me the condition of the house, which is yet very
backward, and I fear will be very dark in the cloyster when it is done.
So home and to supper and to bed, very pleasant and quiet.



22nd (Lord's day).  Before church time walking with my father in the
garden contriving.  So to church, where we had common prayer, and a dull
sermon by one Mr. Case, who yet I heard sing very well.  So to dinner,
and busy with my father about his accounts all the afternoon, and people
came to speak with us about business.  Mr. Barnwell at night came and
supped with us.  So after setting matters even with my father and I, to
bed.



23rd.  Up, and sad to hear my father and mother wrangle as they used to
do in London, of which I took notice to both, and told them that I should
give over care for anything unless they would spend what they have with
more love and quiet.  So (John Bowles coming to see us before we go) we
took horse and got early to Baldwick; where there was a fair, and we put
in and eat a mouthfull of pork, which they made us pay 14d. for, which
vexed us much.  And so away to Stevenage, and staid till a showre was
over, and so rode easily to Welling, where we supped well, and had two
beds in the room and so lay single, and still remember it that of all the
nights that ever I slept in my life I never did pass a night with more
epicurism of sleep; there being now and then a noise of people stirring
that waked me, and then it was a very rainy night, and then I was a
little weary, that what between waking and then sleeping again, one after
another, I never had so much content in all my life, and so my wife says
it was with her.



24th.  We rose, and set forth, but found a most sad alteration in the
road by reason of last night's rains, they being now all dirty and washy,
though not deep.  So we rode easily through, and only drinking at
Holloway, at the sign of a woman with cakes in one hand and a pot of ale
in the other, which did give good occasion of mirth, resembling her to
the maid that served us, we got home very timely and well, and finding
there all well, and letters from sea, that speak of my Lord's being well,
and his action, though not considerable of any side, at Argier.--
[Algiers]--I went straight to my Lady, and there sat and talked with her,
and so home again, and after supper we to bed somewhat weary, hearing of
nothing ill since my absence but my brother Tom, who is pretty well
though again.



25th.  By coach with Sir W. Pen to Covent Garden.  By the way, upon my
desire, he told me that I need not fear any reflection upon my Lord for
their ill success at Argier, for more could not be done than was done.
I went to my cozen, Thos. Pepys, there, and talked with him a good while
about our country business, who is troubled at my uncle Thomas his folly,
and so we parted; and then meeting Sir R. Slingsby in St. Martin's Lane,
he and I in his coach through the Mewes, which is the way that now all
coaches are forced to go, because of a stop at Charing Cross, by reason
of a drain there to clear the streets.  To Whitehall, and there to Mr.
Coventry, and talked with him, and thence to my Lord Crew's and dined
with him, where I was used with all imaginable kindness both from him and
her.  And I see that he is afraid that my Lord's reputacon will a little
suffer in common talk by this late success; but there is no help for it
now.  The Queen of England (as she is now owned and called) I hear doth
keep open Court, and distinct at Lisbon.  Hence, much against my nature
and will, yet such is the power of the Devil over me I could not refuse
it, to the Theatre, and saw "The Merry Wives of Windsor," ill done.  And
that ended, with Sir W. Pen and Sir G. More to the tavern, and so home
with him by coach, and after supper to prayers and to bed.  In full quiet
of mind as to thought, though full of business, blessed be God.



26th.  At the office all the morning, so dined at home, and then abroad
with my wife by coach to the Theatre to shew her "King and no King," it
being very well done.  And so by coach, though hard to get it, being
rainy, home.  So to my chamber to write letters and the journal for these
six last days past.



27th.  By coach to Whitehall with my wife (where she went to see Mrs.
Pierce, who was this day churched, her month of childbed being out).  I
went to Mrs. Montagu and other businesses, and at noon met my wife at the
Wardrobe; and there dined, where we found Captain Country (my little
Captain that I loved, who carried me to the Sound), come with some grapes
and millons

     [The antiquity of the cultivation of the melon is very remote.  Both
     the melon (cucaimis melo) and the water-melon (cucumis citrullus)
     were introduced into England at the end of the sixteenth century.
     See vol. i., p. 228.]

from my Lord at Lisbon, the first that ever I saw any, and my wife and I
eat some, and took some home; but the grapes are rare things.  Here we
staid; and in the afternoon comes Mr. Edwd. Montagu (by appointment this
morning) to talk with my Lady and me about the provisions fit to be
bought, and sent to my Lord along with him.  And told us, that we need
not trouble ourselves how to buy them, for the King would pay for all,
and that he would take care to get them: which put my Lady and me into a
great deal of ease of mind.  Here we staid and supped too, and, after my
wife had put up some of the grapes in a basket for to be sent to the
King, we took coach and home, where we found a hampire of millons sent to
me also.



28th.  At the office in the morning, dined at home, and then Sir W. Pen
and his daughter and I and my wife to the Theatre, and there saw
"Father's own Son," a very good play, and the first time I ever saw it,
and so at night to my house, and there sat and talked and drank and
merrily broke up, and to bed.



29th (Lord's day).  To church in the morning, and so to dinner, and Sir
W. Pen and daughter, and Mrs. Poole, his kinswoman, Captain Poole's wife,
came by appointment to dinner with us, and a good dinner we had for them,
and were very merry, and so to church again, and then to Sir W. Pen's and
there supped, where his brother, a traveller, and one that speaks Spanish
very well, and a merry man, supped with us, and what at dinner and supper
I drink I know not how, of my own accord, so much wine, that I was even
almost foxed, and my head aked all night; so home and to bed, without
prayers, which I never did yet, since I came to the house, of a Sunday
night: I being now so out of order that I durst not read prayers, for
fear of being perceived by my servants in what case I was.  So to bed.



30th.  This morning up by moon-shine, at 5 o'clock, to White Hall,
to meet Mr. Moore at the Privy Seal, but he not being come as appointed,
I went into King Street to the Red Lyon' to drink my morning draft,
and there I heard of a fray between the two Embassadors of Spain and
France; and that, this day, being the day of the entrance of an
Embassador from Sweden, they intended to fight for the precedence!  Our
King, I heard, ordered that no Englishman should meddle in the business,

     [The Comte de Brienne insinuates, in his "Memoirs," that Charles
     purposely abstained from interfering, in the belief that it was for
     his interest to let France and Spain quarrel, in order to further
     his own designs in the match with Portugal.  Louis certainly held
     that opinion; and he afterwards instructed D'Estrades to solicit
     from the English court the punishment of those Londoners who had
     insulted his ambassador, and to demand the dismissal of De
     Batteville.  Either no Londoner had interfered, or Louis's demand
     had not in England the same force as in Spain; for no one was
     punished.  The latter part of his request it was clearly not for
     Charles to entertain, much less enforce.--B.]

but let them do what they would.  And to that end all the soldiers in the
town were in arms all the day long, and some of the train-bands in the
City; and a great bustle through the City all the day.  Then I to the
Privy Seal, and there Mr. Moore and a gentleman being come with him, we
took coach (which was the business I come for) to Chelsy, to my Lord
Privy Seal, and there got him to seal the business.  Here I saw by day-
light two very fine pictures in the gallery, that a little while ago I
saw by night; and did also go all over the house, and found it to be the
prettiest contrived house that ever I saw in my life.  So to coach back
again; and at White Hall light, and saw the soldiers and people running
up and down the streets.  So I went to the Spanish Embassador's and the
French, and there saw great preparations on both sides; but the French
made the most noise and vaunted most, the other made no stir almost at
all; so that I was afraid the other would have had too great a conquest
over them.  Then to the Wardrobe, and dined there, end then abroad and in
Cheapside hear that the Spanish hath got the best of it, and killed three
of the French coach-horses and several men, and is gone through the City
next to our King's coach; at which, it is strange to see how all the City
did rejoice.  And indeed we do naturally all love the Spanish, and hate
the French.  But I, as I am in all things curious, presently got to the
water-side, and there took oars to Westminster Palace, thinking to have
seen them come in thither with all the coaches, but they being come and
returned, I ran after them with my boy after me through all the dirt and
the streets full of people; till at last, at the Mewes, I saw the Spanish
coach go, with fifty drawn swords at least to guard it, and our soldiers
shouting for joy.  And so I followed the coach, and then met it at York
House, where the embassador lies; and there it went in with great state.
So then I went to the French house, where I observe still, that there is
no men in the world of a more insolent spirit where they do well, nor
before they begin a matter, and more abject if they do miscarry, than
these people are; for they all look like dead men, and not a word among
them, but shake their heads.  The truth is, the Spaniards were not only
observed to fight most desperately, but also they did outwitt them; first
in lining their own harness with chains of iron that they could not be
cut, then in setting their coach in the most advantageous place, and to
appoint men to guard every one of their horses, and others for to guard
the coach, and others the coachmen.  And, above all, in setting upon the
French horses and killing them, for by that means the French were not
able to stir.  There were several men slain of the French, and one or two
of the Spaniards, and one Englishman by a bullet.  Which is very
observable, the French were at least four to one in number, and had near
100 case of pistols among them, and the Spaniards had not one gun among
them; which is for their honour for ever, and the others' disgrace.
So, having been very much daubed with dirt, I got a coach, and home where
I vexed my wife in telling of her this story, and pleading for the
Spaniards against the French.  So ends this month; myself and family in
good condition of health, but my head full of my Lord's and my own and
the office business; where we are now very busy about the business of
sending forces to Tangier,

     [This place so often mentioned, was first given up to the English
     fleet under Lord Sandwich, by the Portuguese, January 30th, 1662;
     and Lord Peterborough left governor, with a garrison.  The greatest
     pains were    afterwards taken to preserve the fortress, and a fine
     mole was constructed at a vast expense, to improve the harbour.  At
     length, after immense sums of money had been wasted there, the House
     of Commons expressed a dislike to the management of the garrison,
     which they suspected to be a nursery for a popish army, and seemed
     disinclined to maintain it any longer.  The king consequently, in
     1683, sent Lord Dartmouth to bring home the troops, and destroy the
     works; which he performed so effectually, that it would puzzle all
     our engineers to restore the harbour.  It were idle to speculate on
     the benefits which might have accrued to England, by its
     preservation and retention; Tangier fell into the hands of the
     Moors, its importance having ceased, with the demolition of the
     mole.  Many curious views of Tangier were taken by Hollar, during
     its occupation by the English; and his drawings are preserved in the
     British Museum.  Some have been engraved by himself; but the
     impressions are of considerable rarity.--B.]

and the fleet to my Lord of Sandwich, who is now at Lisbon to bring over
the Queen, who do now keep a Court as Queen of England.  The business of
Argier hath of late troubled me, because my Lord hath not done what he
went for, though he did as much as any man in the world could have done.
The want of money puts all things, and above all things the Nary, out of
order; and yet I do not see that the King takes care to bring in any
money, but thinks of new designs to lay out money.






                          DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS.
                                 OCTOBER
                                   1661


October 1st.  This morning my wife and I lay long in bed, and among other
things fell into talk of musique, and desired that I would let her learn
to sing, which I did consider, and promised her she should.  So before I
rose, word was brought me that my singing master, Mr. Goodgroome, was
come to teach me and so she rose and this morning began to learn also.
To the office, where busy all day.  So to dinner and then to the office
again till night, and then to my study at home to set matters and papers
in order, which, though I can hardly bring myself to do, yet do please me
much when it is done.  So eat a bit of bread and cheese, and to bed.



2nd.  All this morning at Pegg Kite's with my uncle Fenner, and two
friends of his, appraising her goods that her mother has left; but the
slut is like to prove so troublesome that I am out of heart with
troubling myself in her business.  After we had done we all went to a
cook's shop in Bishopsgate Street and dined, and then I took them to the
tavern and did give them a quart of sack, and so parted.  I home and then
took my wife out, and in a coach of a gentlewoman's that had been to
visit my Lady Batten and was going home again our way, we went to the
Theatre, but coming late, and sitting in an ill place, I never had so
little pleasure in a play in my life, yet it was the first time that ever
I saw it, "Victoria Corombona."  Methinks a very poor play.  Then at
night troubled to get my wife home, it being very dark, and so we were
forced to have a coach.  So to supper and to bed.



3rd.  At the office all the morning; dined at home, and in the afternoon
Mr. Moore came to me, and he and I went to Tower Hill to meet with a man,
and so back all three to my house, and there I signed a bond to Mr.
Battersby, a friend of Mr. Moore's, who lends me L50, the first money
that ever I borrowed upon bond for my own occasion, and so I took them to
the Mitre and a Portugal millon with me; there sat and discoursed in
matters of religion till night with great pleasure, and so parted, and I
home, calling at Sir W. Batten's, where his son and his wife were, who
had yesterday been at the play where we were, and it was good sport to
hear how she talked of it with admiration like a fool.  So home, and my
head was not well with the wine that I drank to-day.



4th.  By coach to White Hall with Sir W. Pen.  So to Mr. Montagu, where
his man, Mons. Eschar, makes a great com plaint against the English, that
they did help the Spaniards against the French the other day; and that
their Embassador do demand justice of our King, and that he do resolve to
be gone for France the next week; which I, and all that I met with, are
very glad of.  Thence to Paternoster Row, where my Will did receive the
L50 I borrowed yesterday.  I to the Wardrobe to dinner, and there staid
most of the afternoon very merry with the ladies.  Then Captain Ferrers
and I to the Theatre, and there came too late, so we staid and saw a bit
of "Victoria," which pleased me worse than it did the other day.  So we
staid not to see it out, but went out and drank a bottle or two of China
ale, and so home, where I found my wife vexed at her people for grumbling
to eat Suffolk cheese, which I also am vexed at.  So to bed.



5th.  At the office all the morning, then dined at home, and so staid at
home all the afternoon putting up my Lord's model of the Royal James,
which I borrowed of him long ago to hang up in my room.  And at night Sir
W. Pen and I alone to the Dolphin, and there eat some bloat-herrings

     [To bloat is to dry by smoke, a method chiefly used to cure herrings
     or bloaters.  "I have more smoke in my mouth than would blote a
     hundred herrings."--Beaumont and Fletcher, Island Princess.  "Why,
     you stink like so many bloat-herrings newly taken out of the
     chimney."--Ben Jonson, "Masque of Augurs."]

and drank good sack.  Then came in Sir W. Warren and another and staid a
while with us, and then Sir Arnold Brames, with whom we staid late and
till we had drank too much wine.  So home and I to bed pleased at my
afternoon's work in hanging up the shipp.  So to bed.



6th (Lord's day).  To church in the morning; Mr. Mills preached, who, I
expect, should take in snuffe [anger] that my wife not come to his
child's christening the other day.  The winter coming on, many of parish
ladies are come home and appear at church again; among others, the three
sisters the Thornbury's, a very fine, and the most zealous people that
ever I saw in my life, even to admiration, if it were true zeal.  There
was also my pretty black girl, Mrs. Dekins, and Mrs.  Margaret Pen, this
day come to church in a new flowered satin suit that my wife helped to
buy her the other day.  So me to dinner, and to church in the afternoon
to St. Gregory's, by Paul's, where I saw Mr. Moose in the gallery and
went up to him and heard a good sermon of Dr. Buck's, one I never heard
before, a very able man.  So home, and in the evening I went to my
Valentine, her father and mother being out of town, to fetch her to
supper to my house, and then came Sir W. Pen and would have her to his,
so with much sport I got them all to mine, and we were merry, and so
broke up and to bed.



7th.  Up in the morning and to my uncle Fenner's, thinking to have met
Peg Kite about her business but she comes not, so I went to Dr. Williams,
where I found him sick in bed and was sorry for it.  So about business
all day, troubled in my mind till I can hear from Brampton, how things go
on at Sturtlow, at the Court, which I was cleared in at night by a
letter, which tells me that my cozen Tom was there to be admitted, in his
father's name, as heir-at-law, but that he was opposed, and I was
admitted by proxy, which put me out of great trouble of mind.



8th.  At the office all the morning.  After office done, went and eat
some Colchester oysters with Sir W. Batten at his house, and there, with
some company; dined and staid there talking all the afternoon; and late
after dinner took Mrs. Martha out by coach, and carried her to the
Theatre in a frolique, to my great expense, and there shewed her part of
the "Beggar's Bush," without much pleasure, but only for a frolique, and
so home again.



9th.  This morning went out about my affairs, among others to put my
Theorbo out to be mended, and then at noon home again, thinking to go
with Sir Williams both to dinner by invitation to Sir W. Rider's, but at
home I found Mrs. Pierce, la belle, and Madam Clifford, with whom I was
forced to stay, and made them the most welcome I could; and I was (God
knows) very well pleased with their beautiful company, and after dinner
took them to the Theatre, and shewed them "The Chances;" and so saw them
both at home and back to the Fleece tavern, in Covent Garden, where
Luellin and Blurton, and my old friend Frank Bagge, was to meet me, and
there staid till late very merry.  Frank Bagge tells me a story of Mrs.
Pepys that lived with my Lady Harvy,  Mr. Montagu's sister, a good woman;
that she had been very ill, and often asked for me; that she is in good
condition, and that nobody could get her to make her will; but that she
did still enquire for me, and that now she is well she desires to have a
chamber at my house.  Now I do not know whether this is a trick of
Bagge's, or a good will of hers to do something for me; but I will not
trust her, but told him I should be glad to see her, and that I would be
sure to do all that I could to provide a place for her.  So by coach home
late.



10th.  At the office all the morning; dined at home, and after dinner Sir
W. Pen and my wife and I to the Theatre (she first going into Covent
Garden to speak a word with a woman to enquire of her mother, and I in
the meantime with Sir W. Pen's coach staying at W. Joyce's), where the
King came to-day, and there was "The Traytor"  most admirably acted; and
a most excellent play it is.  So home, and intended to be merry, it being
my sixth wedding night; but by a late bruise .  .  .  .[One cannot help
curiosity of where a bruise could be that had to be censored out.  D.W.]
I am in so much pain that I eat my supper and in pain to bed, yet my wife
and I pretty merry.



11th:  All day in bed with a cataplasm .  .  .  .  and at night rose a
little, and to bed again in more ease than last night.  This noon there
came my brother and Dr. Tom and Snow to dinner, and by themselves were
merry.



12th.  In bed the greatest part of this day also, and my swelling in some
measure gone.  I received a letter this day from my father, that Sir R.
Bernard do a little fear that my uncle has not observed exactly the
custom of Brampton in his will about his lands there, which puts me to a
great trouble in mind, and at, night wrote to him and to my father about
it, being much troubled at it.



13th (Lord's day).  Did not stir out all day, but rose and dined below,
and this day left off half skirts and put on a wastecoate, and my false
taby wastecoate with gold lace; and in the evening there came Sir W.
Batten to see me, and sat and supped very kindly with me, and so to
prayers and to bed.



14th.  This morning I ventured by water abroad to Westminster, but lost
my labour, for Mr. Montagu was not in town.  So to the Wardrobe, and
there dined with my Lady, which is the first time I have seen her dine
abroad since her being brought to bed of my Lady Katherine.  In the
afternoon Captain Ferrers and I walked abroad to several places, among
others to Mr. Pim's, my Lord's Taylour's, and there he went out with us
to the Fountain tavern and did give us store of wine, and it being the
Duke of York's birthday, we drank the more to his health.  But, Lord!
what a sad story he makes of his being abused by a Dr. of Physique who is
in one part of the tenement wherein he dwells.  It would make one laugh,
though I see he is under a great trouble in it.  Thence home by link and
found a good answer from my father that Sir R. Bernard do clear all
things as to us and our title to Brampton, which puts my heart in great
ease and quiet.



15th.  At the office all the morning, and in the afternoon to Paul's
Churchyard to a blind place, where Mrs. Goldsborough was to meet me (who
dare not be known where she lives) to treat about the difference which
remains between my uncle and her.  But, Lord! to hear how she talks and
how she rails against my uncle would make one mad.  But I seemed not to
be troubled at it, but would indeed gladly have an agreement with her.
So I appoint Mr. Moore and she another against Friday next to look into
our papers and to see what can be done to conclude the matter.  So home
in much pain by walking too much yesterday .  .  .  .  which much
troubles me.



16th.  In bed till 12 o'clock.  This morning came several maids to my
wife to be hired, and at last she pitched upon one Nell, whose mother, an
old woman, came along with her, but would not be hired under half a year,
which I am pleased at their drollness.  This day dined by appointment
with me, Dr. Thos. Pepys and my Coz: Snow, and my brother Tom, upon a fin
of ling and some sounds, neither of which did I ever know before, but
most excellent meat they are both, that in all my life I never eat the
like fish.  So after dinner came in W. Joyce and eat and drank and were
merry.  So up to my chamber, and put all my papers, at rights, and in the
evening our maid Mary.  (who was with us upon trial for a month) did take
leave of us, going as we suppose to be married, for the maid liked us and
we her, but all she said was that she had a mind to live in a tradesman's
house where there was but one maid.  So to supper and to bed.



17th.  At the office all the morning, at noon my wife being gone to my
coz Snow's with Dr. Thomas Pepys and my brother Tom to a venison pasty
(which proved a pasty of salted pork); by appointment I went with Captain
David Lambert to the Exchequer, and from thence by appointment he and I
were to meet at a cook's shop to dine.  But before I went to him Captain.
Cock, a merchant I had not long known, took me to the Sun tavern and gave
me a glass of sack, and being a man of great observation and repute, did
tell me that he was confident that the Parliament, when it comes the next
month to sit again, would bring trouble with it, and enquire how the King
had disposed of offices and money, before they will raise more; which, I
fear, will bring all things to ruin again.  Thence to the Cook's and
there dined with Captain Lambert and his father-in-law, and had much talk
of Portugall; from whence he is lately come, and he tells me it is a very
poor dirty place; I mean the City and Court of Lisbon; that the King is a
very rude and simple fellow; and, for reviling of somebody a little while
ago, and calling of him cuckold, was run into .  .  .  .  with a sword
and had been killed, had he not told them that he was their king.  That
there are there no glass windows, nor will they have any; which makes
sport among our merchants there to talk of an English factor that, being
newly come thither, writ into England that glass would be a good
commodity to send thither, &c.  That the King has his meat sent up by a
dozen of lazy guards and in pipkins, sometimes, to his own table; and
sometimes nothing but fruits, and, now and then, half a hen.  And now
that the Infanta is become our Queen, she is come to have a whole hen or
goose to her table, which is not ordinary.  So home and to look over my
papers that concern the difference between Mrs. Goldsborough and us;
which cost me much pains, but contented me much after it was done.  So at
home all the evening and to supper and to bed.



18th.  To White Hall, to Mr. Montagu's, where I met with Mr. Pierce, the
purser, to advise about the things to be sent to my Lord for the Queen's
provision, and was cleared in it, and now there is all haste made, for
the fleet's going.  At noon to my Lord's to dinner, and in the afternoon,
leaving my wife there, Mr. Moore and I to Mrs. Goldsborough, who sent for
a friend to meet with us, and so we were talking about the difference
between us till 10 at night.  I find it very troublesome, and have
brought it into some hopes of an agreement, I offering to forgive her L10
that is yet due according to my uncle's accounts to us.  So we left her
friend to advise about it, and I hope to hear of her, for I would not by
any means go to law with a woman of so devilish a tongue as she has.  So
to my Lady's, where I left my wife to lie with Mademoiselle all night,
and I by link home and to bed.  This night lying alone, and the weather
cold, and having this last 7 or 8 days been troubled with a tumor .  .  .
which is now abated by a poultice of a good handful of bran with half a
pint of vinegar and a pint of water boiled till it be thick, and then a
spoonful of honey put to it and so spread in a cloth and laid to it, I
first put on my waistcoat to lie in all night this year, and do not
intend to put it off again till spring.  I met with complaints at home
that my wife left no victuals for them all this day.



19th.  At the office all the morning, and at noon Mr. Coventry, who sat
with us all the morning, and Sir G. Carteret, Sir W. Pen, and myself,.
by coach to Captain Marshe's, at Limehouse, to a house that hath been
their ancestors for this 250 years, close by the lime-house which gives
the name to the place.  Here they have a design to get the King to hire a
dock for the herring busses, which is now the great design on foot, to
lie up in.  We had a very good and handsome dinner, and excellent wine.
I not being neat in clothes, which I find a great fault in me, could not
be so merry as otherwise, and at all times I am and can be, when I am in
good habitt, which makes me remember my father Osborne's' rule for a
gentleman to spare in all things rather than in that.  So by coach home,
and so to write letters by post, and so to bed.



20th (Lord's day).  At home in bed all the morning to ease my late
tumour, but up to dinner and much offended in mind at a proud trick my
man Will hath got, to keep his hat on in the house, but I will not speak
of it to him to-day; but I fear I shall be troubled with his pride and
laziness, though in other things he is good enough.  To church in the
afternoon, where a sleepy Presbyter preached, and then to Sir W. Batten
who is to go to Portsmouth to-morrow to wait upon the Duke of York, who
goes to take possession and to set in order the garrison there.  Supped
at home and to bed.



21st.  Early with Mr. Moore by coach to Chelsy, to my Lord Privy Seal's,
but have missed of coming time enough; and having taken up Mr. Pargiter,
the goldsmith (who is the man of the world that I do most know and
believe to be a cheating rogue), we drank our morning draft there
together of cake and ale, and did make good sport of his losing so much
by the King's coming in, he having bought much of Crown lands, of which,
God forgive me!  I am very glad.  At Whitehall, at the Privy Seal, did
with Sir W. Pen take advice about passing of things of his there that
concern his matters of Ireland.  Thence to the Wardrobe and dined, and so
against my judgment and conscience (which God forgive, for my very heart
knows that I offend God in breaking my vows herein) to the Opera, which
is now newly begun to act again, after some alteracion of their scene,
which do make it very much worse; but the play, "Love and Honour," being
the first time of their acting it, is a very good plot, and well done.
So on foot home, and after a little business done in my study and supper,
to bed.



22nd.  At the office all the morning, where we had a deputation from the
Duke in his absence, he being gone to Portsmouth, for us to have the
whole disposal and ordering of the Fleet.  In the afternoon about
business up and down, and at night to visit Sir R. Slingsby, who is
fallen sick of this new disease, an ague and fever.  So home after
visiting my aunt Wight and Mrs. Norbury (who continues still a very
pleasant lady), and to supper, and so to bed.



23rd.  To Whitehall, and there, to drink our morning, Sir W. Pen and I to
a friend's lodging of his (Col. Pr. Swell), and at noon he and I dined
together alone at the Legg in King Street, and so by coach to Chelsy to
my Lord Privy Seal's about business of Sir William's, in which we had a
fair admittance to talk with my Lord, and had his answer, and so back to
the Opera, and there I saw again "Love and Honour," and a very good play
it is.  And thence home, calling by the way to see Sir Robert Slingsby,
who continues ill, and so home.  This day all our office is invited
against Tuesday next, my Lord Mayor's day, to dinner with him at
Guildhall.  This evening Mr. Holliard came and sat with us, and gave us
both directions to observe.



24th.  At the office all morning, at noon Luellin dined with me, and then
abroad to Fleet Street, leaving my wife at Tom's while I went out and did
a little business.  So home again, and went to see Sir Robert [Slingsby],
who continues ill, and this day has not spoke at all, which makes them
all afeard of him.  So home.



25th.  To Whitehall, and so to dinner at the Wardrobe, where my wife met
me, and there we met with a venison pasty, and my Lady very merry and
very handsome, methought.  After dinner my wife and I to the Opera, and
there saw again "Love and Honour," a play so good that it has been acted
but three times and I have seen them all, and all in this week; which is
too much, and more than I will do again a good while.  Coming out of the
house we met Mrs. Pierce and her comrade Mrs. Clifford, and I seeming
willing to stay with them to talk my wife grew angry, and whether she be
jealous or no I know, not, but she loves not that I should speak of Mrs.
Pierce.  Home on foot very discontented, in my way I calling at the
Instrument maker, Hunt's, and there saw my lute, which is now almost
done, it being to have a new neck to it and to be made to double strings.
So home and to bed.  This day I did give my man Will a sound lesson about
his forbearing to give us the respect due to a master and mistress.



26th.  This morning Sir W. Pen and I should have gone out of town with my
Lady Batten, to have met Sir William coming back from Portsmouth; at
Kingston, but could not, by reason that my Lord of Peterborough (who is
to go Governor of Tangier) came this morning, with Sir G. Carteret, to
advise with us about completing of the affairs and preparacions for that
place.  So at the office all the morning, and in the afternoon Sir W.
Pen, my wife and I to the Theatre, and there saw "The Country Captain,"
the first time it hath been acted this twenty-five years, a play of my
Lord Newcastle's, but so silly a play as in all my life I never saw, and
the first that ever I was weary of in my life.  So home again, and in the
evening news was brought that Sir R. Slingsby, our Comptroller (who hath
this day been sick a week), is dead; which put me into so great a trouble
of mind, that all the night I could not sleep, he being a man that loved
me, and had many qualitys that made me to love him above all the officers
and commissioners in the Navy.  Coming home we called at Dan Rawlinson's;
and there drank good sack, and so home.



27th (Lord's day).  At church in the morning; where in the pew both Sir
Williams and I had much talk about the death of Sir Robert, which
troubles me much; and them in appearance, though I do not believe it;
because I know that he was a cheque to their engrossing the whole trade
of the Navy office.  Home to dinner, and in the afternoon to church
again, my wife with me, whose mourning is now grown so old that I am
ashamed to go to church with her.  And after church to see my uncle and
aunt Wight, and there staid and talked and supped with them, and were
merry as we could be in their company.  Among other things going up into
their chamber to see their two pictures, which I am forced to commend
against my judgment, and also she showed us her cabinet, where she had
very pretty medals and good jewels.  So home and to prayers and to bed.



28th.  At the office all the morning, and dined at home, and so to Paul's
Churchyard to Hunt's, and there found my Theorbo done, which pleases me
very well, and costs me 26s. to the altering.  But now he tells me it is
as good a lute as any is in England, and is worth well L10.  Hither I
sent for Captain Ferrers to me, who comes with a friend of his, and they
and I to the Theatre, and there saw "Argalus and Parthenia," where a
woman acted Parthenia, and came afterwards on the stage in men's clothes,
and had the best legs that ever I saw, and I was very well pleased with
it.  Thence to the Ringo alehouse, and thither sent for a belt-maker, and
bought of him a handsome belt for second mourning, which cost me 24s.,
and is very neat.



29th.  This day I put on my half cloth black stockings and my new coat
of the fashion, which pleases me well, and with my beaver I was (after
office was done) ready to go to my Lord Mayor's feast, as we are all
invited; but the Sir Williams were both loth to go, because of the crowd,
and so none of us went, and I staid and dined with them, and so home, and
in evening, by consent, we met at the Dolphin, where other company came
to us, and should have been merry, but their wine was so naught, and all
other things out of order, that we were not so, but staid long at night,
and so home and to bed.  My mind not pleased with the spending of this
day, because I had proposed a great deal of pleasure to myself this day
at Guildhall.  This Lord Mayor, it seems, brings up again the Custom of
Lord Mayors going the day of their installment to Paul's, and walking
round about the Cross, and offering something at the altar.



30th.  All the morning at the office.  At noon played on my Theorbo, and
much pleased therewith; it is now altered with a new neck.  In the
afternoon Captain Lambert called me out by appointment, and we walked
together to Deptford, and there in his ship, the Norwich, I got him to
shew me every hole and corner of the ship, much to my information, and
the purpose of my going.  So home again, and at Sir W. Batten's heard how
he had been already at Sir R. Slingsby's, as we were all invited, and I
intended this night to go, and there he finds all things out of order,
and no such thing done to-night, but pretending that the corps stinks,
they will bury it to-night privately, and so will unbespeak all their
guests, and there shall be no funerall, which I am sorry for, that there
should be nothing done for the honour of Sir Robert, but I fear he hath
left his family in great distraction.  Here I staid till late at cards
with my Lady and Mrs. Martha, and so home.  I sent for a bottle or two of
wine thither.  At my coming home I am sorry to find my wife displeased
with her maid Doll, whose fault is that she cannot keep her peace, but
will always be talking in an angry manner, though it be without any
reason and to no purpose, which I am sorry for and do see the
inconvenience that do attend the increase of a man's fortune by being
forced to keep more servants, which brings trouble.  Sir Henry Vane,
Lambert, and others, are lately sent suddenly away from the Tower,
prisoners to Scilly; but I do not think there is any plot as is said, but
only a pretence; as there was once pretended often against the Cavaliers.



31st.  This morning comes Prior of Brampton to me about the house he has
to buy of me, but I was forced to be at the office all the morning, and
so could not talk with him.  And so, after the office was done, and dined
at home, I went to my brother Tom's, and there met him.  He demanded some
abatement, he having agreed with my father for Barton's house, at a price
which I told him I could not meddle with, but that as for anything to
secure his title to them I was ready, and so we parted.  Thence to Sir
Robert Bernard, and as his client did ask his advice about my uncle
Thomas's case and ours as to Gravely, and in short he tells me that there
is little hopes of recovering it or saving his annuity, which do trouble
me much, but God's will be done.  Hence, with my mind full of trouble, to
my uncle Fenner's, when at the alehouse I found him drinking and very
jolly and youthsome, and as one that I believe will in a little time get
a wife.  So home.




ETEXT EDITOR'S BOOKMARKS:

And so by coach, though hard to get it, being rainy, home
But she loves not that I should speak of Mrs. Pierce
God! what an age is this, and what a world is this
In men's clothes, and had the best legs that ever I saw
Inconvenience that do attend the increase of a man's fortune
Man cannot live without playing the knave and dissimulation
My head was not well with the wine that I drank to-day
She is a very good companion as long as she is well
So much wine, that I was even almost foxed
Still in discontent with my wife, to bed, and rose so this morn
This day churched, her month of childbed being out
Vices of the Court, and how the pox is so common there
We do naturally all love the Spanish, and hate the French




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