31st.  Up, and after some time with Greeting upon my flageolet I to my office, and there all the morning busy.  Among other things, Sir W. Batten, [Sir] W. Pen, and myself did examine a fellow of our private man-of-war, who we have found come up from Hull, with near L500 worth of pieces of eight, though he will confess but 100 pieces.  But it appears that there have been fine doings there.  At noon dined at home, and then to the office, where busy again till the evening, when Major Halsey and Kinaston to adjust matters about Mrs. Rumbald’s bill of exchange, and here Major Halsey, speaking much of my doing business, and understanding business, told me how my Lord Generall do say that I am worth them all, but I have heard that Halsey hath said the same behind my back to others.  Then abroad with my wife by coach to Marrowbone, where my Lord Mayor and Aldermen, it seem, dined to-day:  and were just now going away, methought, in a disconsolate condition, compared with their splendour they formerly had, when the City was standing.  Here my wife and I drank at the gate, not ’lighting, and then home with much pleasure, and so to my chamber, and my wife and I to pipe, and so to supper and to bed.

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20s. in money, and what wine she needed, for the burying him Archbishop is a wencher, and known to be so Bold to deliver what he thinks on every occasion Cast stones with his horne crooke Court is in a way to ruin all for their pleasures Dash the brains of it out before the King’s face Dog, that would turn a sheep any way which Dutch fleets being in so many places Fool’s play with which all publick things are done Good purpose of fitting ourselves for another war (A Peace) He was charged with making himself popular King governed by his lust, and women, and rogues about him King is at the command of any woman like a slave King the necessity of having, at least, a show of religion Never to keep a country-house, but to keep a coach Nobody being willing to trust us for anything She has this silly vanity that she must play So every thing stands still for money They are all mad; and thus the kingdom is governed!  What way a man could devise to lose so much in so little time

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

HenryB. Wheatley F.S.A.