that it do come upon me.  Home very weary and to bed, finding my wife not sick, but yet out of order, that I fear she will come to be sick.  This day the Portuguese Embassador came to White Hall to take leave of the King; he being now going to end all with the Queen, and to send her over.  The weather now very fair and pleasant, but very hot.  My father gone to Brampton to see my uncle Robert, not knowing whether to find him dead or alive.  Myself lately under a great expense of money upon myself in clothes and other things, but I hope to make it up this summer by my having to do in getting things ready to send with the next fleet to the Queen.

Myself in good health, but mighty apt to take cold, so that this hot weather I am fain to wear a cloth before my belly.

Diaryof Samuel Pepys.

July

1661

July 1st.  This morning I went up and down into the city, to buy several things, as I have lately done, for my house.  Among other things, a fair chest of drawers for my own chamber, and an Indian gown for myself.  The first cost me 33s., the other 34s.  Home and dined there, and Theodore Goodgroome, my singing master, with me, and then to our singing.  After that to the office, and then home.

2nd.  To Westminster Hall and there walked up and down, it being Term time.  Spoke with several, among others my cozen Roger Pepys, who was going up to the Parliament House, and inquired whether I had heard from my father since he went to Brampton, which I had done yesterday, who writes that my uncle is by fits stupid, and like a man that is drunk, and sometimes speechless.  Home, and after my singing master had done, took coach and went to Sir William Davenant’s Opera; this being the fourth day that it hath begun, and the first that I have seen it.  To-day was acted the second part of “The Siege of Rhodes.”  We staid a very great while for the King and the Queen of Bohemia.  And by the breaking of a board over our heads, we had a great deal of dust fell into the ladies’ necks and the men’s hair, which made good sport.  The King being come, the scene opened; which indeed is very fine and magnificent, and well acted, all but the Eunuch, who was so much out that he was hissed off the stage.  Home and wrote letters to my Lord at sea, and so to bed.

3rd.  To Westminster to Mr. Edward Montagu about business of my Lord’s, and so to the Wardrobe, and there dined with my Lady, who is in some mourning for her brother, Mr. Saml.  Crew, who died yesterday of the spotted fever.  So home through Duck Lane’ to inquire for some Spanish books, but found none that pleased me.  So to the office, and that being done to Sir W. Batten’s with the Comptroller, where we sat late talking and disputing with Mr. Mills the parson of our parish.  This day my Lady Batten and my wife were at the burial of a daughter of Sir John Lawson’s, and had rings for themselves and their husbands.  Home and to bed.