Samuel Pepys

Diary of Samuel Pepys


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was not in company with us), the Henry; Winsly, Happy Return; Wakefield, Richmond; Lambert; the Henrietta; Cheriton, the Speedwell; Bradford, the Success. That done, the Queen, Princess Royal, and Prince of Orange, took leave of the King, and the Duke of York went on board the London, and the Duke of Gloucester, the Swiftsure. Which done, we weighed anchor, and with a fresh gale and most happy weather we set sail for England. All the afternoon the King walked here and there, up and down (quite contrary to what I thought him to have been), very active and stirring. Upon the quarterdeck he fell into discourse of his escape from Worcester,

      [For the King’s own account of his escape dictated to Pepys, see

       “Boscobel” (Bohn’s “Standard Library”).]

      where it made me ready to weep to hear the stories that he told of his difficulties that he had passed through, as his travelling four days and three nights on foot, every step up to his knees in dirt, with nothing but a green coat and a pair of country breeches on, and a pair of country shoes that made him so sore all over his feet, that he could scarce stir. Yet he was forced to run away from a miller and other company, that took them for rogues. His sitting at table at one place, where the master of the house, that had not seen him in eight years, did know him, but kept it private; when at the same table there was one that had been of his own regiment at Worcester, could not know him, but made him drink the King’s health, and said that the King was at least four fingers higher than he. At another place he was by some servants of the house made to drink, that they might know him not to be a Roundhead, which they swore he was. In another place at his inn, the master of the house,

      [This was at Brighton. The inn was the “George,” and the innkeeper

       was named Smith. Charles related this circumstance again to Pepys

       in October, 1680. He then said, “And here also I ran into another

       very great danger, as being confident I was known by the master of

       the inn; for, as I was standing after supper by the fireside,

       leaning my hand upon a chair, and all the rest of the company being

       gone into another room, the master of the inn came in and fell a-

       talking with me, and just as he was looking about, and saw there was

       nobody in the room, he upon a sudden kissed my hand that was upon

       the back of the chair, and said to me, ‘God bless you wheresoever

       you go! I do not doubt before I die, but to be a lord, and my wife

       a lady.’ So I laughed, and went away into the next room.”]

      as the King was standing with his hands upon the back of a chair by the fire-side, kneeled down and kissed his hand, privately, saying, that he would not ask him who he was, but bid God bless him whither he was going. Then the difficulty of getting a boat to get into France, where he was fain to plot with the master thereof to keep his design from the four men and a boy (which was all his ship’s company), and so got to Fecamp in France.

      [On Saturday, October 11th, 1651, Colonel Gunter made an agreement

       at Chichester with Nicholas Tettersell, through Francis Mansell (a

       French merchant), to have Tettersell’s vessel ready at an hour’s

       warning. Charles II., in his narrative dictated to Pepys in 1680,

       said, “We went to a place, four miles off Shoreham, called

       Brighthelmstone, where we were to meet with the master of the ship,

       as thinking it more convenient to meet there than just at Shoreham,

       where the ship was. So when we came to the inn at Brighthelmstone

       we met with one, the merchant Francis Mansell] who had hired the

       vessel, in company with her master [Tettersell], the merchant only

       knowing me, as having hired her only to carry over a person of

       quality that was escaped from the battle of Worcester without naming

       anybody.”

       The boat was supposed to be bound for Poole, but Charles says in his

       narrative: “As we were sailing the master came to me, and desired me

       that I would persuade his men to use their best endeavours with him

       to get him to set us on shore in France, the better to cover him

       from any suspicion thereof, upon which I went to the men, which were

       four and a boy.”

       After the Restoration Mansell was granted a pension of £200 a year,

       and Tettersell one of £100 a year. (See “Captain Nicholas

       Tettersell and the Escape of Charles II.,” by F. E. Sawyer, F.S.A.,

       “Sussex Archaeological Collections,” vol. xxxii. pp. 81–104).)

      At Rouen he looked so poorly, that the people went into the rooms before he went away to see whether he had not stole something or other. In the evening I went up to my Lord to write letters for England, which we sent away with word of our coming, by Mr. Edw. Pickering. The King supped alone in the coach; after that I got a dish, and we four supped in my cabin, as at noon. About bed-time my Lord Bartlett

      [A mistake for Lord Berkeley of Berkeley, who had been deputed, with

       Lord Middlesex and four other Peers, by the House of Lords to

       present an address of congratulation to the King.—B.]

      (who I had offered my service to before) sent for me to get him a bed, who with much ado I did get to bed to my Lord Middlesex in the great cabin below, but I was cruelly troubled before I could dispose of him, and quit myself of him. So to my cabin again, where the company still was, and were talking more of the King’s difficulties; as how he was fain to eat a piece of bread and cheese out of a poor boy’s pocket; how, at a Catholique house, he was fain to lie in the priest’s hole a good while in the house for his privacy. After that our company broke up, and the Doctor and I to bed. We have all the Lords Commissioners on board us, and many others. Under sail all night, and most glorious weather.

      24th. Up, and made myself as fine as I could, with the Tinning stockings on and wide canons—[“Cannions, boot hose tops; an old-fashioned ornament for the legs.” That is to say, a particular addition to breeches.]—that I bought the other day at Hague. Extraordinary press of noble company, and great mirth all the day. There dined with me in my cabin (that is, the carpenter’s) Dr. Earle

      [John Earle, born about 1601; appointed in 1643 one of the

       Westminster Assembly of Divines, but his principles did not allow

       him to act. He accompanied Charles II. when he was obliged to fly

       from England. Dean of Westminster at the Restoration, Bishop of

       Worcester, November 30th, 1662, and translated to Salisbury,

       September 28th, 1663. He was tender to the Nonconformists, and

       Baxter wrote of him, “O that they were all such!” Author of

       “Microcosmography.” Died November 17th, 1665, and was buried in the

       chapel of Merton College, of which he had been a Fellow. Charles

       II. had the highest esteem for him.]

      and Mr. Hollis,

      [Denzil Holles, second son of John, first Earl of Clare, born at

       Houghton, Notts, in 1597. He was one of the five members charged

       with high treason by Charles I. in 1641. He was a Presbyterian, and

       one of the Commissioners sent by Parliament to wait on Charles II.

       at the Hague. Sir William Lower, in his “Relation,” 1660, writes:

       “All agreed that never person spake with