s matters, which he do very
ill, and that he finds him to have been so negligent, that he used to
trust his servants with cutting out of clothes, never hardly cutting out
anything himself; and, by the abstract of his accounts, we find him to
owe above L290, and to be coming to him under L200. Thence home with
my wife, it being very dirty on foot, and bought some fowl in Gracious.
Streets and some oysters against our feast to-morrow. So home, and after
at the office a while, home to supper and to bed.

26th. Up very betimes and to my office, and there read over some papers
against a meeting by and by at this office of Mr. Povy, Sir W. Rider,
Creed, and Vernaty, and Mr. Gauden about my Lord Peterborough's accounts
for Tangier, wherein we proceeded a good way; but, Lord! to see how
ridiculous Mr. Povy is in all he says or do; like a man not more fit for
to be in such employments as he is, and particularly that of Treasurer
(paying many and very great sums without the least written order) as he
is to be King of England, and seems but this day, after much discourse
of mine, to be sensible of that part of his folly, besides a great deal
more in other things. This morning in discourse Sir W. Rider [said],
that he hath kept a journals of his life for almost these forty years,
even to this day and still do, which pleases me mightily. That being
done Sir J. Minnes and I sat all the morning, and then I to the 'Change,
and there got away by pretence of business with my uncle Wight to put
off Creed, whom I had invited to dinner, and so home, and there found
Madam Turner, her daughter The., Joyce Norton, my father and Mr.
Honywood, and by and by come my uncle Wight and aunt. This being my
solemn feast for my cutting of the stone, it being now, blessed be God!
this day six years since the time; and I bless God I do in all respects
find myself free from that disease or any signs of it, more than
that upon the least cold I continue to have pain in making water, by
gathering of wind and growing costive, till which be removed I am at no
ease, but without that I am very well. One evil more I have, which is
that upon the least squeeze almost my cods begin to swell and come to
great pain, which is very strange and troublesome to me, though upon the
speedy applying of a poultice it goes down again, and in two days I am
well again. Dinner not being presently ready I spent some time myself
and shewed them a map of Tangier left this morning at my