the morning I was knocked up by my mayds
to come to my wife who is very ill. I rose, and from some cold she got
to-day, or from something else, she is taken with great gripings, a
looseness, and vomiting. I lay a while by her upon the bed, she being
in great pain, poor wretch, but that being a little over I to bed again,
and lay, and then up and to my office all the morning, setting matters
to rights in some accounts and papers, and then to dinner, whither
Mr. Shepley, late come to town, came to me, and after dinner and
some pleasant discourse he went his way, being to go out of town
to Huntington again to-morrow. So all the afternoon with my wife
discoursing and talking, and in the evening to my office doing business,
and then home to supper and to bed.

6th. Up and found my wife very ill again, which troubles me, but I was
forced to go forth. So by water with Mr. Gauden and others to see a ship
hired by me for the Commissioners of Tangier, and to give order therein.
So back to the office, and by coach with Mr. Gauden to White Hall, and
there to my Lord Sandwich, and here I met Mr. Townsend very opportunely
and Captain Ferrer, and after some discourse we did accommodate the
business of the Wardrobe place, that he shall have the reversion if he
will take it out by giving a covenant that if Mr. Young' dyes before my
father my father shall have the benefit of it for his life. So home, and
thence by water to Deptford, and there found our Trinity Brethren come
from their election to church, where Dr. Britton made, methought, an
indifferent sermon touching the decency that we ought to observe in
God's house, the church, but yet to see how ridiculously some men will
carry themselves. Sir W. Batten did at open table anon in the name of
the whole Society desire him to print his sermon, as if the Doctor could
think that they were fit judges of a good sermon. Then by barge with Sir
W. Batten to Trinity House. It seems they have with much ado carried
it for Sir G. Carteret against Captain Harrison, poor man, who by
succession ought to have been it, and most hands were for him, but only
they were forced to fright the younger Brethren by requiring them to set
their hands (which is an ill course) and then Sir G. Carteret carryed
it. Here was at dinner my Lord Sandwich, Mr. Coventry, my Lord Craven,
and others. A great dinner, and good company. Mr. Prin also, who would
not drink any health, no, not the King's, but sat down with his ha