to the Vice-Admiral to give my Lord a constant account of all things in the fleet, merely that he may thereby keep up his power there; another letter to Captn.  Cuttance to send the barge that brought the King on shore, to Hinchingbroke by Lynne.  To my own house, meeting G. Vines, and drank with him at Charing Cross, now the King’s Head Tavern.  With my wife to my father’s, where met with Swan,—­[William Swan is called a fanatic and a very rogue in other parts of the Diary.]—­an old hypocrite, and with him, his friend and my father, and my cozen Scott to the Bear Tavern.  To my father’s and to bed.

21st.  To my Lord, much business.  With him to the Council Chamber, where he was sworn; and the charge of his being admitted Privy Counsellor is L26.  To the Dog Tavern at Westminster, where Murford with Captain Curle and two friends of theirs went to drink.  Captain Curle, late of the Maria, gave me five pieces in gold and a silver can for my wife for the Commission I did give him this day for his ship, dated April 20, 1660 last.  Thence to the Parliament door and came to Mr. Crew’s to dinner with my Lord, and with my Lord to see the great Wardrobe, where Mr. Townsend brought us to the governor of some poor children in tawny clothes; who had been maintained there these eleven years, which put my Lord to a stand how to dispose of them, that he may have the house for his use.  The children did sing finely, and my Lord did bid me give them five pieces in gold at his going away.  Thence back to White Hall, where, the King being gone abroad, my Lord and I walked a great while discoursing of the simplicity of the Protector, in his losing all that his father had left him.  My Lord told me, that the last words that he parted with the Protector with (when he went to the Sound), were, that he should rejoice more to see him in his grave at his return home, than that he should give way to such things as were then in hatching, and afterwards did ruin him:  and the Protector said, that whatever G. Montagu, my Lord Broghill, Jones, and the Secretary, would have him to do, he would do it, be it what it would.  Thence to my wife, meeting Mr. Blagrave, who went home with me, and did give me a lesson upon the flageolet, and handselled my silver can with my wife and me.  To my father’s, where Sir Thomas Honeywood and his family were come of a sudden, and so we forced to lie all together in a little chamber, three stories high.

22d.  To my Lord, where much business.  With him to White Hall, where the Duke of York not being up, we walked a good while in the Shield Gallery.  Mr. Hill (who for these two or three days hath constantly attended my Lord) told me of an offer of L500 for a Baronet’s dignity, which I told my Lord of in the balcone in this gallery, and he said he would think of it.  I to my Lord’s and gave order for horses to be got to draw my Lord’s great coach to Mr. Crew’s.  Mr. Morrice the upholsterer came himself to-day to take notice what furniture