but not as for him.  Here we met with Mr. Pierce a little before, and he took us to the Greyhound Tavern, and gave us a pint of wine, and as the rest of the seamen do, talked very high again of my Lord.  After we had done about the hat we went homewards, he to Mr. Crew’s and I to Mrs. Jem, and sat with her a little.  Then home, where I found Mr. Sheply, almost drunk, come to see me, afterwards Mr. Spong comes, with whom I went up and played with him a Duo or two, and so good night.  I was indeed a little vexed with Mr. Sheply, but said nothing, about his breaking open of my study at my house, merely to give him the key of the stair door at my Lord’s, which lock he might better have broke than mine.

29th.  To my office, and drank at Will’s with Mr. Moore, who told me how my Lord is chosen General at Sea by the Council, and that it is thought that Monk will be joined with him therein.  Home and dined, after dinner my wife and I by water to London, and thence to Herring’s, the merchant in Coleman Street, about L50 which he promises I shall have on Saturday next.  So to my mother’s, and then to Mrs. Turner’s, of whom I took leave, and her company, because she was to go out of town to-morrow with Mr. Pepys into Norfolk.  Here my cosen Norton gave me a brave cup of metheglin,

[A liquor made of honey and water, boiled and fermenting.  By 12 Charles ii. cap. 23, a grant of certain impositions upon beer, ale, and other liquors, a duty of 1d. per gallon was laid upon “all metheglin or mead.”]

the first I ever drank.  To my mother’s and supped there.

She shewed me a letter to my father from my uncle inviting him to come to Brampton while he is in the country.  So home and to bed.  This day my Lord came to the House, the first time since he came to town; but he had been at the Council before.

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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