Sir W. Pen began to talk with me like a counterfeit rogue very kindly about his house and getting bills signed for all our works, but he is a cheating fellow, and so I let him talk and answered nothing. So we parted.
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Sir W. Pen began to talk with me like a counterfeit rogue very kindly about his house and getting bills signed for all our works, but he is a cheating fellow, and so I let him talk and answered nothing. So we parted.
Mr. Povy was with me at my office, and tells me that my Lord Sandwich is this day so ill that he is much afeard of him, which puts me to great pain, not more for my own sake than for his poor familyβs.
My boy Waynmanβs brother was with me, and I did tell him again that I must part with the boy, for I will not keep him. He desires my keeping him a little longer till he can provide for him, which I am willing for a while to do.
The House of Commons have been very high against the Papists, being incensed by the stir which they make for their having an Indulgence; which is a great folly in them to be so hot upon at this time, when they see how averse already the House have showed themselves from it.
Home, good discourse in our way, Sir J. Minnes being good company, though a simple man enough as to the business of his office, but we did discourse at large again about Sir W. Penβs patent to be his assistant, and I perceive he is resolved never to let it pass.
There dined with us his new wife, which had been his mayde, but seems to be a genteel woman, well enough bred and discreet.
There at the yard we consulted and ordered several matters, and thence to the rope yard and did the like, and so into Mr. Falconerβs, where we had some fish, which we brought with us, dressed.
Up beimes, and about eight oβclock by coach with four horses, with Sir J. Minnes and Sir W. Batten, to Woolwich, a pleasant day.
I do find that I shall meet with nothing to oppose my growing great in the office but Sir W. Pen, who is now well again, and comes into the office very brisk.
I went to see my Lord Sandwich, who I found very ill, and by his cold being several nights hindered from sleep, he is hardly able to open his eyes, and is very weak and sad upon it, which troubled me much.
In the Hall I do hear that the Catholiques are in great hopes for all this, and do set hard upon the King to get Indulgence.
Rose this morning early, only to try with intention to begin my last summerβs course in rising betimes.
To my office, there collecting an alphabet for my Navy Manuscript, which, after a short dinner, I returned to and by night perfected to my great content.
Home to supper and to bed, the sooner having taken some cold yesterday upon the water, which brings me my usual pain.
Roger Pepys tells me, that for certain the King is for all this very highly incensed at the Parliamentβs late opposing the Indulgence; which I am sorry for, and fear it will breed great discontent.
After dinner I took them down into the wine-cellar, and broached my tierce of claret for them.
We were as merry as I could be, having but a bad dinner for them.
By promise, Mrs. Turner and her daughter, and Mrs. Morrice, came along with Roger Pepys to dinner.
So to my office, and then home to supper and to bed.
Home where I found my poor wife all alone at work, and the house foul, it being washing day, which troubled me, because that tomorrow I must be forced to have friends at dinner.
To the Ropeyard, and saw a trial between Riga hemp and a sort of Indian grass, which is pretty strong, but no comparison between it and the other for strength, and it is doubtful whether it will take tarre or no.
Back again to Woolwich, and going aboard the Hulke to see the manner of the iron bridles, which we are making of for to save cordage to put to the chain, I did fall from the shipside into the ship, and had like to have broke my left hand, but I only sprained some of my fingers.
There also coming into the river two Dutchmen, we sent a couple of men on board and bought three Hollands cheeses, cost 4d. a piece, excellent cheeses, whereof I had two and Commissioner Pett one.
And so to the yacht again, and went down four or five miles with extraordinary pleasure, it being a fine day, and a brave gale of wind, and had some oysters brought us aboard newly taken, which were excellent, and ate with great pleasure.
Up early and by water with Commissioner Pett to Deptford, and there took the Jemmy yacht (that the King and the Lords virtuosos built the other day) down to Woolwich, where we discoursed of several matters both there and at the Ropeyard.
We all to bed, without prayers, it being washing day tomorrow.
I walked home, whithe came Will. Joyce, whom I have not seen here a great while, nor desire it a great while again, he is so impertinent a coxcomb, and yet good natured, and mightily concerned for my brotherβs late folly in his late wooing at the charge to no purpose.
To my Lord Sandwich, who continues with a great cold, locked up.
The King and Queen being set to dinner I went to Mr. Foxβs, and there dined with him. Much genteel company, and, among other things, I hear for certain that peace is concluded between the King of France and the Pope.
So I up into the house among the courtiers, seeing the fine ladies, and, above all, my Lady Castlemaine, who is above all, that only she I can observe for true beauty.