I wondered from what time the King could look upon him to become his friend), commenced from his being in the Sound, when he found what usage he was likely to have from a Commonwealth.  My Lord, the Captain, and I supped in my Lord’s chamber, where I did perceive that he did begin to show me much more respect than ever he did yet.  After supper, my Lord sent for me, intending to have me play at cards with him, but I not knowing cribbage, we fell into discourse of many things, till it was so rough sea and the ship rolled so much that I was not able to stand, and so he bid me go to bed.

16th.  Soon as I was up I went down to be trimmed below in the great cabin, but then come in some with visits, among the rest one from Admiral Opdam,

[The admiral celebrated in Lord Dorset’s ballad, “To all you ladies
now at land.”

                   “Should foggy Opdam chance to know
                    Our sad and dismal story;
                    The Dutch would scorn so weak a foe,
                    And quit their fort at Goree
                    For what resistance can they find
                    From men who’ve left their hearts behind?”—­B.]

who spoke Latin well, but not French nor English, to whom my Lord made me to give his answer and to entertain; he brought my Lord a tierce of wine and a barrel of butter, as a present from the Admiral.  After that to finish my trimming, and while I was doing of it in comes Mr. North very sea-sick from shore, and to bed he goes.  After that to dinner, where Commissioner Pett was come to take care to get all things ready for the King on board.  My Lord in his best suit, this the first day, in expectation to wait upon the King.  But Mr. Edw.  Pickering coming from the King brought word that the King would not put my Lord to the trouble of coming to him; but that he would come to the shore to look upon the fleet to-day, which we expected, and had our guns ready to fire, and our scarlet waistcloathes out and silk pendants, but he did not come.  My Lord and we at ninepins this afternoon upon the Quarterdeck, which was very pretty sport.  This evening came Mr. John Pickering on board, like an ass, with his feathers and new suit that he had made at the Hague.  My Lord very angry for his staying on shore, bidding me a little before to send to him, telling me that he was afraid that for his father’s sake he might have some mischief done him, unless he used the General’s name.  To supper, and after supper to cards.  I stood by and looked on till 11 at night and so to bed.  This afternoon Mr. Edwd.  Pickering told me in what a sad, poor condition for clothes and money the King was, and all his attendants, when he came to him first from my Lord, their clothes not being worth forty shillings the best of them.

     [Andrew Marvell alludes to the poor condition, for clothes and
     money, in which the King was at this time, in “A Historical Poem":—­