7th (Office day). This day my father came to dine at my house, but being

sent for in the morning I could not stay, but went by water to my Lord,

where I dined with him, and he in a very merry humour (present Mr. Borfett

and Childe) at dinner: he, in discourse of the great opinion of the

virtue--gratitude (which he did account the greatest thing in the world to

him, and had, therefore, in his mind been often troubled in the late times

how to answer his gratitude to the King, who raised his father), did say

it was that did bring him to his obedience to the King; and did also bless

himself with his good fortune, in comparison to what it was when I was

with him in the Sound, when he durst not own his correspondence with the

King; which is a thing that I never did hear of to this day before; and I

do from this raise an opinion of him, to be one of the most secret men in

the world, which I was not so convinced of before. After dinner he bid

all go out of the room, and did tell me how the King had promised him

L4000 per annum for ever, and had already given him a bill under his hand

(which he showed me) for L4000 that Mr. Fox is to pay him. My Lord did

advise with me how to get this received, and to put out L3000 into safe

hands at use, and the other he will make use of for his present occasion.

This he did advise with me about with much secresy. After all this he

called for the fiddles and books, and we two and W. Howe, and Mr. Childe,

did sing and play some psalmes of Will. Lawes's, and some songs; and so I

went away. So I went to see my Lord's picture, which is almost done, and

do please me very well. Hence to Whitehall to find out Mr. Fox, which I

did, and did use me very civilly, but I did not see his lady, whom I had

so long known when she was a maid, Mrs. Whittle. From thence meeting my

father Bowyer, I took him to Mr. Harper's, and there drank with him.

Among other things in discourse he told me how my wife's brother had a

horse at grass with him, which I was troubled to hear, it being his

boldness upon my score. Home by coach, and read late in the last night's

book of Trials, and told my wife about her brother's horse at Mr.

Bowyer's, who is also much troubled for it, and do intend to go to-morrow

to inquire the truth. Notwithstanding this was the first day of the

King's proclamation against hackney coaches coming into the streets to

stand to be hired, yet I got one to carry me home.

["A Proclamation to restrain the abuses of Hackney Coaches in the

Cities of London and Westminster and the Suburbs thereof." This is

printed in "Notes and Queries," First Series, vol. viii. p. 122.

"In April, 1663, the poor widows of hackney-coachmen petitioned for

some relief, as the parliament had reduced the number of coaches to

400; there were before, in and about London, more than 2,000."

--Rugge's Diurnal.]

8th. This morning Sir Wm. and the Treasurer and I went by barge with Sir

Wm. Doyley and Mr. Prin to Deptford, to pay off the Henrietta, and had a

good dinner. I went to Mr. Davys's and saw his house (where I was once

before a great while ago) and I found him a very pretty man. In the

afternoon Commissioner Pett and I went on board the yacht, which indeed is

one of the finest things that ever I saw for neatness and room in so small

a vessel. Mr. Pett is to make one to outdo this for the honour of his

country, which I fear he will scarce better. From thence with him as far

as Ratcliffe, where I left him going by water to London, and I (unwilling

to leave the rest of the officers) went back again to Deptford, and being

very much troubled with a sudden looseness, I went into a little alehouse

at the end of Ratcliffe, and did give a groat for a pot of ale, and there

I did . . . So went forward in my walk with some men that were going

that way a great pace, and in our way we met with many merry seamen that

had got their money paid them to-day. We sat very late doing the work

and waiting for the tide, it being moonshine we got to London before two

in the morning. So home, where I found my wife up, she shewed me her head

which was very well dressed to-day, she having been to see her father and

mother. So to bed.

9th. Lay long in bed this morning though an office day, because of our

going to bed late last night. Before I went to my office Mr. Creed came

to me about business, and also Mr. Carter, my old Cambridge friend, came

to give me a visit, and I did give them a morning draught in my study. So

to the office, and from thence to dinner with Mr. Wivell at the Hoop

Tavern, where we had Mr. Shepley, Talbot, Adams, Mr. Chaplin and Osborne,

and our dinner given us by Mr. Ady and another, Mr. Wine, the King's

fishmonger. Good sport with Mr. Talbot, who eats no sort of fish, and

there was nothing else till we sent for a neat's tongue. From thence to

Whitehall where I found my Lord, who had an organ set up to-day in his

dining-room, but it seems an ugly one in the form of Bridewell. Thence I

went to Sir Harry Wright's, where my Lord was busy at cards, and so I

staid below with Mrs. Carter and Evans (who did give me a lesson upon the

lute), till he came down, and having talked with him at the door about his

late business of money, I went to my father's and staid late talking with

my father about my sister Pall's coming to live with me if she would come

and be as a servant (which my wife did seem to be pretty willing to do

to-day), and he seems to take it very well, and intends to consider of it.

Home and to bed.

10th. Up early. Sir Wm. Batten and I to make up an account of the wages

of the officers and mariners at sea, ready to present to the Committee of

Parliament this afternoon. Afterwards came the Treasurer and Comptroller,

and sat all the morning with us till the business was done. So we broke

up, leaving the thing to be wrote over fair and carried to Trinity House

for Sir Wm. Batten's hand. When staying very long I found (as appointed)

the Treasurer and Comptroller at Whitehall, and so we went with a foul

copy to the Parliament house, where we met with Sir Thos. Clarges and Mr.

Spry, and after we had given them good satisfaction we parted. The

Comptroller and I to the coffee-house, where he shewed me the state of his

case; how the King did owe him about L6000. But I do not see great

likelihood for them to be paid, since they begin already in Parliament to

dispute the paying of the just sea-debts, which were already promised to

be paid, and will be the undoing of thousands if they be not paid. So to

Whitehall to look but could not find Mr. Fox, and then to Mr. Moore at Mr.

Crew's, but missed of him also. So to Paul's Churchyard, and there bought

Montelion, which this year do not prove so good as the last was; so after

reading it I burnt it. After reading of that and the comedy of the Rump,

which is also very silly, I went to bed. This night going home, Will and I

bought a goose.

11th (Lord's day). This morning I went to Sir W. Batten's about going to

Deptford to-morrow, and so eating some hog's pudding of my Lady's making,

of the hog that I saw a fattening the other day at her house, he and I

went to Church into our new gallery, the first time it was used, and it

not being yet quite finished, there came after us Sir W. Pen, Mr. Davis,

and his eldest son. There being no woman this day, we sat in the foremost

pew, and behind us our servants, and I hope it will not always be so, it

not being handsome for our servants to sit so equal with us. This day also

did Mr. Mills begin to read all the Common Prayer, which I was glad of.

Home to dinner, and then walked to Whitehall, it being very cold and foul

and rainy weather. I found my Lord at home, and after giving him an

account of some business, I returned and went to my father's where I found

my wife, and there we supped, and Dr. Thomas Pepys, who my wife told me

after I was come home, that he had told my brother Thomas that he loved my

wife so well that if she had a child he would never marry, but leave all

that he had to my child, and after supper we walked home, my little boy

carrying a link, and Will leading my wife. So home and to prayers and to

bed. I should have said that before I got to my Lord's this day I went to

Mr. Fox's at Whitehall, when I first saw his lady, formerly Mrs. Elizabeth

Whittle, whom I had formerly a great opinion of, and did make an anagram

or two upon her name when I was a boy. She proves a very fine lady, and

mother to fine children. To-day I agreed with Mr. Fox about my taking of

the; L4000 of him that the King had given my Lord.

12th. Lay long in bed to-day. Sir Wm. Batten went this morning to

Deptford to pay off the Wolf. Mr. Comptroller and I sat a while at the

office to do business, and thence I went with him to his house in Lime

Street, a fine house, and where I never was before, and from thence by

coach (setting down his sister at the new Exchange) to Westminster Hall,

where first I met with Jack Spicer and agreed with him to help me to tell

money this afternoon. Hence to De Cretz, where I saw my Lord's picture

finished, which do please me very well. So back to the Hall, where by

appointment I met the Comptroller, and with him and three or four

Parliament men I dined at Heaven, and after dinner called at Will's on

Jack Spicer, and took him to Mr. Fox's, who saved me the labour of telling

me the money by giving me; L3000 by consent (the other L1000 I am to have

on Thursday next), which I carried by coach to the Exchequer, and put it

up in a chest in Spicer's office. From thence walked to my father's,

where I found my wife, who had been with my father to-day, buying of a

tablecloth and a dozen of napkins of diaper the first that

ever I bought in my life. My father and I took occasion to go forth, and

went and drank at Mr. Standing's, and there discoursed seriously about my

sister's coming to live with me, which I have much mind for her good to

have, and yet I am much afeard of her ill-nature. Coming home again, he

and I, and my wife, my mother and Pall, went all together into the little

room, and there I told her plainly what my mind was, to have her come not

as a sister in any respect, but as a servant, which she promised me that

she would, and with many thanks did weep for joy, which did give me and my

wife some content and satisfaction. So by coach home and to bed. The

last night I should have mentioned how my wife and I were troubled all

night with the sound of drums in our ears, which in the morning we found

to be Mr. Davys's jack,

[The date of the origin of smoke jacks does not appear to be known,

but the first patent taken out for an improved smoke-jack by Peter

Clare is dated December 24th, 1770. The smoke jack consists of a

wind-wheel fixed in the chimney, which communicates motion by means

of an endless band to a pulley, whence the motion is transmitted to

the spit by gearing. In the valuable introduction to the volume of

"Abridgments of Specifications relating to Cooking, 1634-1866"

(Patent Office), mention is made of an Italian work by Bartolomeo

Scappi, published first at Rome in 1572, and afterwards reprinted at

Venice in 1622, which gives a complete account of the kitchens of

the time and the utensils used in them. In the plates several

roasting-jacks are represented, one worked by smoke or hot air and

one by a spring.]

but not knowing the cause of its going all night, I understand to-day that

they have had a great feast to-day.

13th. Early going to my Lord's I met with Mr. Moore, who was going to my

house, and indeed I found him to be a most careful, painful,--[Painful,

i.e. painstaking or laborious. Latimer speaks of the "painful

magistrates."]--and able man in business, and took him by water to the

Wardrobe, and shewed him all the house; and indeed there is a great deal

of room in it, but very ugly till my Lord hath bestowed great cost upon

it. So to the Exchequer, and there took Spicer and his fellow clerks to

the Dog tavern, and did give them a peck of oysters, and so home to

dinner, where I found my wife making of pies and tarts to try, her oven

with, which she has never yet done, but not knowing the nature of it, did

heat it too hot, and so a little overbake her things, but knows how to do

better another time. At home all the afternoon. At night made up my

accounts of my sea expenses in order to my clearing off my imprest bill of

L30 which I had in my hands at the beginning of my voyage; which I intend

to shew to my Lord to-morrow. To bed.

14th (Office day). But this day was the first that we do begin to sit in

the afternoon, and not in the forenoon, and therefore I went into

Cheapside to Mr. Beauchamp's, the goldsmith, to look out a piece of plate

to give Mr. Fox from my Lord, for his favour about the L4,000, and did

choose a gilt tankard. So to Paul's Churchyard and bought "Cornelianum.

dolium:"

["Cornelianum dolium" is a Latin comedy, by T. R., published at

London in 1638. Douce attributed it to Thomas Randolph (d. 1635).

The book has a frontispiece representing the sweating tub which,

from the name of the patient, was styled Cornelius's tub. There is

a description of the play in the "European Magazine," vol. xxxvii.

(1805), p. 343]

So home to dinner, and after that to the office till late at night, and so

Sir W. Pen, the Comptroller, and I to the Dolphin, where we found Sir W.

Batten, who is seldom a night from hence, and there we did drink a great

quantity of sack and did tell many merry stories, and in good humours we

were all. So home and to bed.

15th. To Westminster, and it being very cold upon the water I went all

alone to the Sun and drank a draft of mulled white wine, and so to Mr. de

Cretz, whither I sent for J. Spicer (to appoint him to expect me this

afternoon at the office, with the other L1000 from Whitehall), and here we

staid and did see him give some finishing touches to my Lord's picture, so

at last it is complete to my mind, and I leave mine with him to copy out

another for himself, and took the original by a porter with me to my

Lord's, where I found my Lord within, and staid hearing him and Mr. Child

playing upon my Lord's new organ, the first time I ever heard it. My Lord

did this day show me the King's picture, which was done in Flanders, that

the King did promise my Lord before he ever saw him, and that we did

expect to have had at sea before the King came to us; but it came but

to-day, and indeed it is the most pleasant and the most like him that ever

I saw picture in my life. As dinner was coming on table, my wife came to

my Lord's, and I got her carried in to my Lady, who took physic to-day,

and was just now hiring of a French maid that was with her, and they could

not understand one another till my wife came to interpret. Here I did

leave my wife to dine with my Lord, the first time he ever did take notice

of her as my wife, and did seem to have a just esteem for her. And did

myself walk homewards (hearing that Sir W. Pen was gone before in a coach)

to overtake him and with much ado at last did in Fleet Street, and there I

went in to him, and there was Sir Arnold Brames, and we all three to Sir

W. Batten's to dinner, he having a couple of Servants married to-day; and

so there was a great number of merchants, and others of good quality on

purpose after dinner to make an offering, which, when dinner was done, we

did, and I did give ten shillings and no more, though I believe most of

the rest did give more, and did believe that I did so too. From thence to

Whitehall again by water to Mr. Fox and by two porters carried away the

other L1000. He was not within himself, but I had it of his kinsman, and

did give him L4. and other servants something; but whereas I did intend to

have given Mr. Fox himself a piece of plate of L50 I was demanded L100,

for the fee of the office at 6d. a pound, at which I was surprised, but,

however, I did leave it there till I speak with my Lord. So I carried it

to the Exchequer, where at Will's I found Mr. Spicer, and so lodged it at

his office with the rest. From thence after a pot of ale at Will's I took

boat in the dark and went for all that to the old Swan, and so to Sir Wm.

Batten's, and leaving some of the gallants at cards I went home, where I

found my wife much satisfied with my Lord's discourse and respect to her,

and so after prayers to bed.

16th. Up early to my father's, where by appointment Mr. Moore came to me,

and he and I to the Temple, and thence to Westminster Hall to speak with

Mr. Wm. Montagu about his looking upon the title of those lands which I do

take as security for L3000 of my Lord's money. That being done Mr. Moore

and I parted, and in the Hall I met with Mr. Fontleroy (my old

acquaintance, whom I had not seen a long time), and he and I to the Swan,

and in discourse he seems to be wise and say little, though I know things

are changed against his mind. Thence home by water, where my father, Mr.

Snow, and Mr. Moore did dine with me. After dinner Mr. Snow and I went up

together to discourse about the putting out of L80 to a man who lacks the

money and would give me L15 per annum for 8 years for it, which I did not

think profit enough, and so he seemed to be disappointed by my refusal of

it, but I would not now part with my money easily. He seems to do it as a

great favour to me to offer to come in upon a way of getting of money,

which they call Bottomry,

["The contract of bottomry is a negotiable instrument, which may be

put in suit by the person to whom it is transferred; it is in use in

all countries of maritime commerce and interests. A contract in the

nature of a mortgage of a ship, when the owner of it borrows money

to enable him to carry on the voyage, and pledges the keel or bottom

of the ship as a security for the repayment. If the ship be lost

the lender loses his whole money; but if it returns in safety, then

he shall receive back his principal, and also the premium stipulated

to be paid, however it may exceed the usual or legal rate of

interest."--Smyth's Sailor's WordBook.]

which I do not yet understand, but do believe there may be something in it

of great profit. After we were parted I went to the office, and there we

sat all the afternoon, and at night we went to a barrel of oysters at Sir

W. Batten's, and so home, and I to the setting of my papers in order,

which did keep me up late. So to bed.

17th. In the morning to Whitehall, where I inquired at the Privy Seal

Office for a form for a nobleman to make one his Chaplain. But I

understanding that there is not any, I did draw up one, and so to my

Lord's, and there I did give him it to sign for Mr. Turner to be his first

Chaplain. I did likewise get my Lord to sign my last sea accounts, so

that I am even to this day when I have received the balance of Mr. Creed.

I dined with my Lady and my Lady Pickering, where her son John dined with

us, who do continue a fool as he ever was since I knew him. His mother

would fain marry him to get a portion for his sister Betty but he will not

hear of it. Hither came Major Hart this noon, who tells me that the

Regiment is now disbanded, and that there is some money coming to me for

it. I took him to my Lord to Mr. Crew's, and from thence with Mr. Shepley

and Mr. Moore to the Devil Tavern, and there we drank. So home and wrote

letters by the post. Then to my lyra viall,

[The lyre viol is a viol with extra open bass strings, holding the

same relation to the viol as the theorbo does to the lute. A volume

entitled "Musick's Recreation on the Lyra Viol," was printed by John

Playford in 1650.]

and to bed.

18th (Lord's day). In the morning to our own church, Where Mr. Powel (a

crook legged man that went formerly with me to Paul's School), preached a

good sermon. In the afternoon to our own church and my wife with me (the

first time that she and my Lady Batten came to sit in our new pew), and

after sermon my Lady took us home and there we supped with her and Sir W.

Batten, and Pen, and were much made of. The first time that ever my wife

was there. So home and to bed.

19th (Office day). After we had done a little at the office this morning,

I went with the Treasurer in his coach to White Hall, and in our way, in

discourse, do find him a very good-natured man; and, talking of those men

who now stand condemned for murdering the King, he says that he believes

that, if the law would give leave, the King is a man of so great

compassion that he would wholly acquit them. Going to my Lord's I met

with Mr. Shepley, and so he and I to the Sun, and I did give him a morning

draft of Muscadine.

[Muscadine or muscadel, a rich sort of wine. 'Vinum muscatum quod

moschi odorem referat.'

"Quaffed off the muscadel, and threw the sops

All in the sexton's face."

Shakespeare, Taming of the Shrew, act iii. SC. 2.--M. B.]

And so to see my Lord's picture at De Cretz, and he says it is very like

him, and I say so too. After that to Westminster Hall, and there hearing

that Sir W. Batten was at the Leg in the Palace, I went thither, and there

dined with him and some of the Trinity House men who had obtained

something to-day at the House of Lords concerning the Ballast Office.

After dinner I went by water to London to the Globe in Cornhill, and there

did choose two pictures to hang up in my house, which my wife did not like

when I came home, and so I sent the picture of Paris back again. To the

office, where we sat all the afternoon till night. So home, and there

came Mr. Beauchamp to me with the gilt tankard, and I did pay him for it

L20. So to my musique and sat up late at it, and so to bed, leaving my

wife to sit up till 2 o'clock that she may call the wench up to wash.

20th. About two o'clock my wife wakes me, and comes to bed, and so both

to sleep and the wench to wash. I rose and with Will to my Lord's by

land, it being a very hard frost, the first we have had this year. There

I staid with my Lord and Mr. Shepley, looking over my Lord's accounts and

to set matters straight between him and Shepley, and he did commit the

viewing of these accounts to me, which was a great joy to me to see that

my Lord do look upon me as one to put trust in. Hence to the organ, where

Mr. Child and one Mr Mackworth (who plays finely upon the violin) were

playing, and so we played till dinner and then dined, where my Lord in a

very good humour and kind to me. After dinner to the Temple, where I met

Mr. Moore and discoursed with him about the business of putting out my

Lord's L3000, and that done, Mr. Shepley and I to the new Play-house near

Lincoln's-Inn-Fields (which was formerly Gibbon's tennis-court), where the

play of "Beggar's Bush" was newly begun; and so we went in and saw it, it

was well acted: and here I saw the first time one Moone,

[Michael Mohun, or Moone, the celebrated actor, who had borne a

major's commission in the King's army. The period of his death is

uncertain, but he is known to have been dead in 1691. Downes

relates that an eminent poet [Lee] seeing him act Mithridates

"vented suddenly this saying: 'Oh, Mohun, Mohun, thou little man of

mettle, if I should write a 100, I'd write a part for thy mouth.'"

--Roscius Anglicanus, p. 17.]

who is said to be the best actor in the world, lately come over with the

King, and indeed it is the finest play-house, I believe, that ever was in

England. From thence, after a pot of ale with Mr. Shepley at a house hard

by, I went by link home, calling a little by the way at my father's and my

uncle Fenner's, where all pretty well, and so home, where I found the

house in a washing pickle, and my wife in a very joyful condition when I

told her that she is to see the Queen next Thursday, which puts me in mind

to say that this morning I found my Lord in bed late, he having been with

the King, Queen, and Princess, at the Cockpit

[The Cockpit at Whitehall. The plays at the Cockpit in Drury Lane

were acted in the afternoon.]

all night, where. General Monk treated them; and after supper a play,

where the King did put a great affront upon Singleton's' musique, he

bidding them stop and bade the French musique play, which, my Lord says,

do much outdo all ours. But while my Lord was rising, I went to Mr.

Fox's, and there did leave the gilt tankard for Mrs. Fox, and then to the

counting-house to him, who hath invited me and my wife to dine with him on

Thursday next, and so to see the Queen and Princesses.

21st. Lay long in bed. This morning my cozen Thomas Pepys, the turner,

sent me a cupp of lignum vitae

[A hard, compact, black-green wood, obtained from 'Guaiacum

offcinale', from which pestles, ship-blocks, rollers, castors, &c.,

are turned.]

for a token. This morning my wife and I went to Paternoster Row, and

there we bought some green watered moyre for a morning wastecoate. And

after that we went to Mr. Cade's' to choose some pictures for our house.

After that my wife went home, and I to Pope's Head, and bought me an

aggate hafted knife, which cost me 5s. So home to dinner, and so to the

office all the afternoon, and at night to my viallin (the first time that

I have played on it since I came to this house) in my dining room, and

afterwards to my lute there, and I took much pleasure to have the

neighbours come forth into the yard to hear me. So down to supper, and

sent for the barber, who staid so long with me that he was locked into the

house, and we were fain to call up Griffith, to let him out. So up to

bed, leaving my wife to wash herself, and to do other things against

to-morrow to go to court.

22d. This morning came the carpenters to make me a door at the other side

of my house, going into the entry, which I was much pleased with. At noon

my wife and I walked to the Old Exchange, and there she bought her a white

whisk

[A gorget or neckerchief worn by women at this time. "A woman's

neck whisk is used both plain and laced, and is called of most a

gorget or falling whisk, because it falleth about the shoulders."

--Randle Hohnt (quoted by Planche).]

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