Diary, May/Jun 1662 | Page 7

wine, and were very merry;
and got home about eight at night very well. So my wife and I took
leave of my Ladies, and home by a hackney-coach, the easiest that ever
I met with, and so to bed.

14th. All the morning at Westminster and elsewhere about business,
and dined at the Wardrobe; and after dinner, sat talking an hour or two
alone with my Lady. She is afeard that my Lady Castlemaine will keep
still with the King, and I am afeard she will not, for I love her well.
Thence to my brother's, and finding him in a lie about the lining of my
new morning gown, saying that it was the same with the outside, I was
very angry with him and parted so. So home after an hour stay at Paul's
Churchyard, and there came Mr. Morelock of Chatham, and brought
me a stately cake, and I perceive he has done the same to the rest, of
which I was glad; so to bed.

15th. To Westminster; and at the Privy Seal I saw Mr. Coventry's seal
for his being Commissioner with us, at which I know not yet whether to
be glad or otherwise. So doing several things by the way, I walked
home, and after dinner to the office all the afternoon. At night, all the
bells of the town rung, and bonfires made for the joy of the Queen's

arrival, who came and landed at Portsmouth last night. But I do not see
much thorough joy, but only an indifferent one, in the hearts of people,
who are much discontented at the pride and luxury of the Court, and
running in debt.

16th. Up early, Mr. Hater and I to the office, and there I made an end of
my book of contracts which I have been making an abstract of. Dined
at home, and spent most of the day at the office. At night to supper and
bed.

17th. Upon a letter this morning from Mr. Moore, I went to my cozen
Turner's chamber, and there put him drawing a replication to Tom
Trice's answer speedily. So to Whitehall and there met Mr. Moore, and
I walked long in Westminster Hall, and thence with him to the
Wardrobe to dinner, where dined Mrs. Sanderson, the mother of the
maids, and after dinner my Lady and she and I on foot to Pater Noster
Row to buy a petticoat against the Queen's coming for my Lady, of
plain satin, and other things; and being come back again, we there met
Mr. Nathaniel Crew
[Nathaniel Crew, born 1633, fifth son of John, first Lord Crew; he
himself became third Lord Crew in 1697. Sub-Rector of Lincoln
College, Oxford, 1659. Took orders in 1664, and was Rector of Lincoln
College in 1668; Dean of Chichester, 1669; Bishop of Oxford, 1671;
Bishop of Durham, 1674; sworn of the Privy Council in 1676. He was
very subservient to James II., and at the Revolution was excepted from
the general pardon of May, 1690, but he was allowed to keep
possession of the bishopric of Durham.]
at the Wardrobe with a young gentleman, a friend and fellow student of
his, and of a good family, Mr. Knightly, and known to the Crews, of
whom my Lady privately told me she hath some thoughts of a match
for my Lady Jemimah. I like the person very well, and he hath L2000
per annum. Thence to the office, and there we sat, and thence after
writing letters to all my friends with my Lord at Portsmouth, I walked
to my brother Tom's to see a velvet cloak, which I buy of Mr. Moore. It
will cost me L8 10s.; he bought it for L6 10s., but it is worth my money.
So home and find all things made clean against to-morrow, which
pleases me well. So to bed.

18th (Whitsunday). By water to White Hall, and thereto chappell in my
pew belonging to me as Clerk of the Privy Seal; and there I heard a
most excellent sermon of Dr. Hacket, Bishop of Lichfield and Coventry,
upon these words: "He that drinketh this water shall never thirst." We
had an excellent anthem, sung by Captain Cooke and another, and
brave musique. And then the King came down and offered, and took
the sacrament upon his knees; a sight very well worth seeing. Hence
with Sir G. Carteret to his lodging to dinner with his Lady and one Mr.
Brevin, a French Divine, we were very merry, and good discourse, and
I had much talk with my Lady. After dinner, and so to chappell again;
and there had another good anthem of Captain Cooke's. Thence to the
Councell-chamber; where the King and Councell sat till almost eleven