Diary, Aug/Sep 1660 | Page 8

White Hall Chappell,
where Mr. Calamy preached, and made a good sermon upon these
words "To whom much is given, of him much is required." He was
very officious with his three reverences to the King, as others do. After
sermon a brave anthem of Captain Cooke's,
[Henry Cooke, chorister of the Chapel Royal, adhered to the royal

cause at the breaking out of the Civil Wars, and for his bravery
obtained a captain's commission. At the Restoration he received the
appointment of Master of the Children of the Chapel Royal; he was an
excellent musician, and three of his pupils turned out very
distinguished musicians, viz, Pelham Humphrey, John Blow, and
Michael Wise. He was one of the original performers in the "Siege, of
Rhodes." He died July 13th, 1672,: and was buried in the cloisters of
Westminster Abbey. In another place, Pepys says, "a vain coxcomb he
is, though he sings so well."]
which he himself sung, and the King was well pleased with it. My Lord
dined at my Lord Chamberlain's, and I at his house with Mr. Sheply.
After dinner I did give Mr. Donne; who is going to sea, the key of my
cabin and direction for the putting up of my things.
After, that I went to walk, and meeting Mrs. Lane of Westminster Hall,
I took her to my Lord's, and did give her a bottle of wine in the garden,
where Mr. Fairbrother, of Cambridge, did come and found us, and
drank with us. After that I took her to my house, where I was exceeding
free in dallying with her, and she not unfree to take it. At night home
and called at my father's, where I found Mr. Fairbrother, but I did not
stay but went homewards and called in at Mr. Rawlinson's, whither my
uncle Wight was coming and did come, but was exceeding angry (he
being a little fuddled, and I think it was that I should see him in that
case) as I never saw him in my life, which I was somewhat troubled at.
Home and to bed.

13th. A sitting day at our office. After dinner to Whitehall; to the Privy
Seal, whither my father came to me, and staid talking with me a great
while, telling me that he had propounded Mr. John Pickering for Sir
Thomas Honywood's daughter, which I think he do not deserve for his
own merit: I know not what he may do for his estate. My father and
Creed and I to the old Rhenish Winehouse, and talked and drank till
night. Then my father home, and I to my Lord's; where he told me that
he would suddenly go into the country, and so did commend the
business of his sea commission to me in his absence. After that home
by coach, and took my L100 that I had formerly left at Mr. Rawlinson's,
home with me, which is the first that ever I was master of at once. To
prayers, and to bed.

14th. To the Privy Seal, and thence to my Lord's, where Mr. Pim, the
tailor, and I agreed upon making me a velvet coat. From thence to the
Privy Seal again, where Sir Samuel Morland came in with a Baronet's
grant to pass, which the King had given him to make money of. Here
he staid with me a great while; and told me the whole manner of his
serving the King in the time of the Protector; and how Thurloe's bad
usage made him to do it; how he discovered Sir R. Willis, and how he
hath sunk his fortune for the King; and that now the King hath given
him a pension of L500 per annum out of the Post Office for life, and
the benefit of two Baronets; all which do make me begin to think that
he is not so much a fool as I took him to be. Home by water to the
Tower, where my father, Mr. Fairbrother, and Cooke dined with me.
After dinner in comes young Captain Cuttance of the Speedwell, who is
sent up for the gratuity given the seamen that brought the King over.
He brought me a firkin of butter for my wife, which is very welcome.
My father, after dinner, takes leave, after I had given him 40s. for the
last half year for my brother John at Cambridge. I did also make even
with Mr. Fairbrother for my degree of Master of Arts, which cost me
about L9 16s. To White Hall, and my wife with me by water, where at
the Privy Seal and elsewhere all the afternoon. At night home with her
by water, where I made good sport with having the girl and the boy to
comb my head,