about sixteen ounces, I being exceedingly full
of blood and very good. I begun to be sick; but lying upon my back I
was presently well again, and did give him 5s. for his pains, and so
we parted, and I, to my chamber to write down my journall from the
beginning of my late journey to this house. Dined well, and after
dinner, my arm tied up with a black ribbon, I walked with my wife to my
brother Tom's; our boy waiting on us with his sword, which this day
he begins to wear, to outdo Sir W. Pen's boy, who this day, and Six W.
Batten's too, begin to wear new livery; but I do take mine to be the
neatest of them all. I led my wife to Mrs. Turner's pew, and the church
being full, it being to hear a Doctor who is to preach a probacon
sermon, I went out to the Temple and there walked, and so when church
was done went to Mrs. Turner's, and after a stay there, my wife and I
walked to Grays Inn, to observe fashions of the ladies, because of my
wife's making some clothes. Thence homewards, and called in at Antony
Joyce's, where we found his wife brought home sick from church, and was
in a convulsion fit. So home and to Sir W. Pen's and there supped, and
so to prayers at home and to bed.

5th. My arme not being well, I staid within all the morning, and dined
alone at home, my wife being gone out to buy some things for herself,
and a gown for me to dress myself in. And so all the afternoon looking
over my papers, and at night walked upon the leads, and so to bed.

6th. This morning I got my seat set up on the leads, which pleases me
well. So to the office, and thence to the Change, but could not meet
with my uncle Wight. So home to dinner and then out again to several
places to pay money and to understand my debts, and so home and walked
with my wife on the leads, and so to supper and to bed. I find it a hard
matter to settle to business after so much leisure and pleasure.

7th. Walked to Westminster; where I understand the news that Mr. Montagu
is this last night come to the King with news, that he left the Queen
and fleet in the Bay of Biscay, coming this wayward; and that he
believes she is now at the Isle of Scilly. So at noon to my Lord Crew's
and there dined, and after dinner Sir Thos. Crew and I talked together,
and among other instances of the simple light discourse that sometimes
is in the Parliament House, he told me how in the late business of
Chymny money, when all occupiers were to pay, it was questioned whether
women