Diary of Samuel Pepys. Samuel Pepys

the chapel at Exeter House when the Parliament

       was most predominant, for which Cromwell often rebuked him. Evelyn

       relates that on Christmas Day, 1657, the chapel was surrounded with

       soldiers, and the congregation taken prisoners, he and his wife

       being among them. There are several notices of Dr. Gunning in

       Evelyn’s Diary. When he obtained the mastership of St. John’s

       College upon the ejection of Dr. Tuckney, he allowed that

       Nonconformist divine a handsome annuity during his life. He was a

       great controversialist, and a man of great reading. Burnet says he

       “was a very honest sincere man, but of no sound judgment, and of no

       prudence in affairs” (“Hist. of his Own. Time”). He died July 6th,

       1684, aged seventy-one.]

      chapel at Exeter House, where he made a very good sermon upon these words:—“That in the fulness of time God sent his Son, made of a woman,” &c.; showing, that, by “made under the law,” is meant his circumcision, which is solemnized this day. Dined at home in the garret, where my wife dressed the remains of a turkey, and in the doing of it she burned her hand. I staid at home all the afternoon, looking over my accounts; then went with my wife to my father’s, and in going observed the great posts which the City have set up at the Conduit in Fleet-street. Supt at my father’s, where in came Mrs. The. Turner—[Theophila Turner, daughter of Sergeant John and Jane Turner, who married Sir Arthur Harris, Bart. She died 1686.]—and Madam Morrice, and supt with us. After that my wife and I went home with them, and so to our own home.

      2nd. In the morning before I went forth old East brought me a dozen of bottles of sack, and I gave him a shilling for his pains. Then I went to Mr. Sheply—[Shepley was a servant of Admiral Sir Edward Montagu]—who was drawing of sack in the wine cellar to send to other places as a gift from my Lord, and told me that my Lord had given him order to give me the dozen of bottles. Thence I went to the Temple to speak with Mr. Calthropp about the £60 due to my Lord,

      [Sir Edward Montagu, born 1625, son of Sir Sidney Montagu, by

       Paulina, daughter of John Pepys of Cottenham, married Jemima,

       daughter of John Crew of Stene. He died in action against the Dutch

       in Southwold Bay, May 28th, 1672. The title of “My Lord” here

       applied to Montagu before he was created Earl of Sandwich is of the

       same character as that given to General Lambert.]

      but missed of him, he being abroad. Then I went to Mr. Crew’s

      [John Crew, born 1598, eldest son of Sir Thomas Crew, Sergeant-at-

       Law and Speaker of the House of Commons. He sat for Brackley in the

       Long Parliament. Created Baron Crew of Stene, in the county of

       Northampton, at the coronation of Charles II. He married Jemima,

       daughter and co-heir of Edward Walgrave (or Waldegrave) of Lawford,

       Essex. His house was in Lincoln’s Inn Fields. He died December

       12th, 1679.]

      and borrowed £10 of Mr. Andrewes for my own use, and so went to my office, where there was nothing to do. Then I walked a great while in Westminster Hall, where I heard that Lambert was coming up to London; that my Lord Fairfax

      [Thomas, Lord Fairfax, Generalissimo of the Parliament forces.

       After the Restoration, he retired to his country seat, where he

       lived in private till his death, 1671. In a volume (autograph) of

       Lord Fairfax’s Poems, preserved in the British Museum, 11744, f. 42,

       the following lines occur upon the 30th of January, on which day the

       King was beheaded. It is believed that they have never been

       printed.

       “O let that day from time be bloted quitt,

       And beleef of ‘t in next age be waved,

       In depest silence that act concealed might,

       That so the creadet of our nation might be saved;

       But if the powre devine hath ordered this,

       His will’s the law, and our must aquiess.”

       These wretched verses have obviously no merit; but they are curious

       as showing that Fairfax, who had refused to act as one of Charles

       I’s judges; continued long afterwards to entertain a proper horror

       for that unfortunate monarch’s fate. It has recently been pointed

       out to me, that the lines were not originally composed by Fairfax,

       being only a poor translation of the spirited lines of Statius

       (Sylvarum lib. v. cap. ii. l. 88)

       “Excidat illa dies aevo, ne postera credant

       Secula, nos certe taceamus; et obruta multa

       Nocte tegi propria patiamur crimina gentis.”

       These verses were first applied by the President de Thou to the

       massacre of St. Bartholomew, 1572; and in our day, by Mr. Pitt, in

       his memorable speech in the House of Commons, January, 1793, after

       the murder of Louis XVI.—B.]

      was in the head of the Irish brigade, but it was not certain what he would declare for. The House was to-day upon finishing the act for the Council of State, which they did; and for the indemnity to the soldiers; and were to sit again thereupon in the afternoon. Great talk that many places have declared for a free Parliament; and it is believed that they will be forced to fill up the House with the old members. From the Hall I called at home, and so went to Mr. Crew’s (my wife she was to go to her father’s), thinking to have dined, but I came too late, so Mr. Moore and I and another gentleman went out and drank a cup of ale together in the new market, and there I eat some bread and cheese for my dinner. After that Mr. Moore and I went as far as Fleet-street together and parted, he going into the City, I to find Mr. Calthrop, but failed again of finding him, so returned to Mr. Crew’s again, and from thence went along with Mrs. Jemimah

      [Mrs. Jemimah, or Mrs. Jem, was Jemima, eldest daughter of Sir

       Edward Montagu. At this time she and her sister, Mrs. Ann, seem to

       have been living alone with their maids in London, and Pepys’s duty

       was to look after them.]

      home, and there she taught me how to play at cribbage. Then I went home, and finding my wife gone to see Mrs. Hunt, I went to Will’s,

      [Pepys constantly visited “Will’s” about this time; but this could

       not be the famous coffee-house in Covent Garden, because he mentions

       visiting there for the first time, February 3rd, 1663–64. It was

       most probably the house of William Joyce, who kept a place of

       entertainment at Westminster (see Jan. 29th).]

      and there sat with Mr. Ashwell talking and singing till nine o’clock, and so home, there, having not eaten anything but bread and cheese, my wife cut me a slice of brawn which. I received from my Lady;—[Jemima, wife of Sir Edward Montagu, daughter of John Crew of Stene, afterwards Lord Crew.]—which proves as good as ever I had any. So to bed, and my wife had a very bad night of it through wind and cold.

      3rd. I went out in the morning, it being a great frost, and walked to Mrs. Turner’s

      [Jane, daughter of John Pepys of South Creake, Norfolk, married to

       John Turner, Sergeant-at-law,