In the afternoon to Mr. Mossum’s with Mr. Moore, and we sat in Mr. Butler’s pew. Then to Whitehall looking for my Lord but in vain, and back again to Mr. Crew’s where I found him and did give him letters. Among others some simple ones from our Lieutenant, Lieut. Lambert to him and myself, which made Mr. Crew and us all laugh. I went to my father’s to tell him that I would not come to supper, and so after my business done at Mr. Crew’s I went home and my wife within a little while after me, my mind all this while full of thoughts for my place of Clerk of the Acts.
25th. With my Lord at White Hall, all the morning. I spoke with Mr. Coventry about my business, who promised me all the assistance I could expect. Dined with young Mr. Powell, lately come from the Sound, being amused at our great changes here, and Mr. Southerne, now Clerk to Mr. Coventry, at the Leg in King-street. Thence to the Admiralty, where I met with Mr. Turner
[Thomas Turner (or Tourner) was General Clerk at the Navy Office,
and on June 30th he offered Pepys £150 to be made joint Clerk of the
Acts with him. In a list of the Admiralty officers just before the
King came in, preserved in the British Museum, there occur, Richard
Hutchinson; Treasury of the Navy, salary £1500; Thomas Tourner,
General Clerk, for himself and clerk, £100.]
of the Navy-office, who did look after the place of Clerk of the Acts. He was very civil to me, and I to him, and shall be so. There came a letter from my Lady Monk to my Lord about it this evening, but he refused to come to her, but meeting in White Hall, with Sir Thomas Clarges, her brother, my Lord returned answer, that he could not desist in my business; and that he believed that General Monk would take it ill if my Lord should name the officers in his army; and therefore he desired to have the naming of one officer in the fleet. With my Lord by coach to Mr. Crew’s, and very merry by the way, discoursing of the late changes and his good fortune. Thence home, and then with my wife to Dorset House, to deliver a list of the names of the justices of the peace for Huntingdonshire. By coach, taking Mr. Fox part of the way with me, that was with us with the King on board the Nazeby, who I found to have married Mrs. Whittle, that lived at Mr. Geer’s so long. A very civil gentleman. At Dorset House I met with Mr. Kipps, my old friend, with whom the world is well changed, he being now sealbearer to the Lord Chancellor, at which my wife and I are well pleased, he being a very good natured man. Home and late writing letters. Then to my Lord’s lodging, this being the first night of his coming to Whitehall to lie since his coming from sea.
26th. My Lord dined at his lodgings all alone to-day. I went to Secretary Nicholas
[Sir Edward Nicholas, Secretary of State to Charles I. and II.
He was dismissed from his office through the intrigues of Lady
Castlemaine in 1663. He died 1669, aged seventy-seven.]
to carry him my Lord’s resolutions about his title, which he had chosen, and that is Portsmouth.
[Montagu changed his mind, and ultimately took his title from the
town of Sandwich, leaving that of Portsmouth for the use of a King’s
mistress.]
I met with Mr. Throgmorton, a merchant, who went with me to the old Three Tuns, at Charing Cross, who did give me five pieces of gold for to do him a small piece of service about a convoy to Bilbo, which I did. In the afternoon, one Mr. Watts came to me, a merchant, to offer me £500 if I would desist from the Clerk of the Acts place. I pray God direct me in what I do herein. Went to my house, where I found my father, and carried him and my wife to Whitefriars, and myself to Puddlewharf, to the Wardrobe, to Mr. Townsend, who went with me to Backwell, the goldsmith’s, and there we chose £100 worth of plate for my Lord to give Secretary Nicholas. Back and staid at my father’s, and so home to bed.
27th. With my Lord to the Duke, where he spoke to Mr. Coventry to despatch my business of the Acts, in which place every body gives me joy, as if I were in it, which God send.
[The letters patent, dated July 13th, 12 Charles II., recite and
revoke letters patent of February 16th, 14 Charles I., whereby the
office of Clerk of the Ships had been given to Dennis Fleming and
Thomas Barlow, or the survivor. D. F. was then dead, but T. B.
living, and Samuel Pepys was appointed in his room, at a salary of
£33 6s. 8d. per annum, with 3s. 4d. for each day employed in
travelling, and £6 per annum for boathire, and all fees due. This
salary was only the ancient “fee out of the Exchequer,” which had
been attached to the office for more than a century. Pepys’s salary
had been previously fixed at £350 a year.]
Dined with my Lord and all the officers of his regiment, who invited my Lord and his friends, as many as he would bring, to dinner, at the Swan, at Dowgate, a poor house and ill dressed, but very good fish and plenty. Here Mr. Symons, the Surgeon, told me how he was likely to lose his estate that he had bought, at which I was not a little pleased. To Westminster, and with Mr. Howe by coach to the Speaker’s, where my Lord supped with the King, but I could not get in. So back again, and after a song or two in my chamber in the dark, which do (now that the bed is out) sound very well, I went home and to bed.
28th. My brother Tom came to me with patterns to choose for a suit. I paid him all to this day, and did give him £10 upon account. To Mr. Coventry, who told me that he would do me all right in my business. To Sir G. Downing, the first visit I have made him since he came. He is so stingy a fellow I care not to see him; I quite cleared myself of his office, and did give him liberty to take any body in. Hawly and he are parted too, he is going to serve Sir Thos. Ingram. I went also this morning to see Mrs. Pierce, the chirurgeon‘s wife]. I found her in bed in her house in Margaret churchyard. Her husband returned to sea. I did invite her to go to dinner with me and my wife to-day. After all this to my Lord, who lay a-bed till eleven o’clock, it being almost five before he went to bed, they supped so late last night with the King. This morning I saw poor Bishop Wren
[Matthew Wren, born 1585, successively Bishop of Hereford, Norwich,
and Ely. At the commencement of the Rebellion he was sent to the
Tower, and remained a prisoner there eighteen years. Died April
24th, 1667.]
going to Chappel, it being a thanksgiving-day
[“A Proclamation for setting apart a day of Solemn and Publick
Thanksgiving throughout the whole Kingdom,” dated June 5th, 1660.]
for the King’s return. After my Lord was awake, I went up to him to the Nursery, where he do lie, and, having talked with him a little, I took leave and carried my wife and Mrs. Pierce to Clothworkers’-Hall, to dinner, where Mr. Pierce, the Purser, met us. We were invited by Mr. Chaplin, the Victualler, where Nich. Osborne was. Our entertainment very good, a brave hall, good company, and very good music. Where among other things I was pleased that I could find out a man by his voice, whom I had never seen before, to be one that sang behind the curtaine formerly at Sir W. Davenant’s opera. Here Dr. Gauden and Mr. Gauden the victualler dined with us. After dinner to Mr. Rawlinson’s,
[Daniel Rawlinson kept the Mitre in Fenchurch Street, and there is a
farthing token of his extant, “At the Mitetr in Fenchurch Streete,
D. M. R.” The initials stand for Daniel and Margaret Rawlinson (see
“Boyne’s Trade Tokens,” ed. Williamson, vol. i., 1889, p. 595) In
“Reliquiae Hearnianae” (ed. Bliss, 1869, vol. ii. p. 39) is the
following extract from Thomas Rawlinson’s Note Book R.: “Of Daniel
Rawlinson, my grandfather, who kept the Mitre tavern in Fenchurch
Street, and of whose being sequestred in the Rump