19th.  Office in the morning.  This morning my dining-room was finished with green serge hanging and gilt leather, which is very handsome.  This morning Hacker and Axtell were hanged and quartered, as the rest are.  This night I sat up late to make up my accounts ready against to-morrow for my Lord.  I found him to be above L80 in my debt, which is a good sight, and I bless God for it.

20th.  This morning one came to me to advise with me where to make me a window into my cellar in lieu of one which Sir W. Batten had stopped up, and going down into my cellar to look I stepped into a great heap of——­by which I found that Mr. Turner’s house of office is full and comes into my cellar, which do trouble me, but I shall have it helped.  To my Lord’s by land, calling at several places about business, where I dined with my Lord and Lady; when he was very merry, and did talk very high how he would have a French cook, and a master of his horse, and his lady and child to wear black patches; which methought was strange, but he is become a perfect courtier; and, among other things, my Lady saying that she could get a good merchant for her daughter Jem., he answered, that he would rather see her with a pedlar’s pack at her back, so she married a gentleman, than she should marry a citizen.  This afternoon, going through London, and calling at Crowe’s the upholster’s, in Saint Bartholomew’s, I saw the limbs of some of our new traitors set upon Aldersgate, which was a sad sight to see; and a bloody week this and the last have been, there being ten hanged, drawn, and quartered.  Home, and after writing a letter to my uncle by the post, I went to bed.

21st (Lord’s day).  To the Parish church in the morning, where a good sermon by Mr. Mills.  After dinner to my Lord’s, and from thence to the Abbey, where I met Spicer and D. Vines and others of the old crew.  So leaving my boy at the Abbey against I came back, we went to Prior’s by the Hall back door, but there being no drink to be had we went away, and so to the Crown in the Palace Yard, I and George Vines by the way calling at their house, where he carried me up to the top of his turret, where there is Cooke’s head set up for a traytor, and Harrison’s set up on the other side of Westminster Hall.  Here I could see them plainly, as also a very fair prospect about London.  From the Crown to the Abbey to look for my boy, but he was gone thence, and so he being a novice I was at a loss what was become of him.  I called at my Lord’s (where I found Mr. Adams, Mr. Sheply’s friend) and at my father’s, but found him not.  So home, where I found him, but he had found the way home well enough, of which I was glad.  So after supper, and reading of some chapters, I went to bed.  This day or two my wife has been troubled with her boils in the old place, which do much trouble her.  Today at noon (God forgive me) I strung my lute, which I had not touched a great while before.