to come, which he did by and by
with his lady and went to Guardener's Lane, and there instead of meeting
with one that was handsome and could play well, as they told me, she is
the ugliest beast and plays so basely as I never heard anybody, so that
I should loathe her being in my house. However, she took us by and by
and showed us indeed some pictures at one Hiseman's, a picture drawer, a
Dutchman, which is said to exceed Lilly, and indeed there is both of
the Queenes and Mayds of Honour (particularly Mrs. Stewart's in a buff
doublet like a soldier) as good pictures, I think, as ever I saw.
The Queene is drawn in one like a shepherdess, in the other like St.
Katharin, most like and most admirably. I was mightily pleased with this
sight indeed, and so back again to their lodgings, where I left them,
but before I went this mare that carried me, whose name I know not but
that they call him Sir John, a pitiful fellow, whose face I have long
known but upon what score I know not, but he could have the confidence
to ask me to lay down money for him to renew the lease of his house,
which I did give eare to there because I was there receiving a civility
from him, but shall not part with my money. There I left them, and I by
water home, where at my office busy late, then home to supper, and so to
bed. This day my wife tells me Mr. Pen,

[William Penn, afterwards the famous Quaker. P. Gibson, writing to
him in March, 1711-12, says: "I remember your honour very well,
when you newly came out of France and wore pantaloon breeches"]

Sir William's son, is come back from France, and come to visit her. A
most modish person, grown, she says, a fine gentleman.

27th. Up and to the office, where all the morning. At noon to the
'Change, and there almost made my bargain about a ship for Tangier,
which will bring me in a little profit with Captain Taylor. Off the
'Change with Mr. Cutler and Sir W. Rider to Cutler's house, and there
had a very good dinner, and two or three pretty young ladies of their
relations there. Thence to my case-maker for my stone case, and had it
to my mind, and cost me 24s., which is a great deale of money, but it is
well done and pleases me. So doing some other small errands I home, and
there find my boy, Tom Edwards, come, sent me by Captain Cooke, having
been bred in the King's Chappell these four years. I propose to make a
clerke of him, and if he deserves well, to do well by him. Spent much
of