[On Saturday, October 11th, 1651, Colonel Gunter made an agreement at Chichester with Nicholas Tettersell, through Francis Mansell (a French merchant), to have Tettersell’s vessel ready at an hour’s warning.  Charles ii., in his narrative dictated to Pepys in 1680, said, “We went to a place, four miles off Shoreham, called Brighthelmstone, where we were to meet with the master of the ship, as thinking it more convenient to meet there than just at Shoreham, where the ship was.  So when we came to the inn at Brighthelmstone we met with one, the merchant Francis Mansell] who had hired the vessel, in company with her master [Tettersell], the merchant only knowing me, as having hired her only to carry over a person of quality that was escaped from the battle of Worcester without naming anybody.”

The boat was supposed to be bound for Poole, but Charles says in his narrative:  “As we were sailing the master came to me, and desired me that I would persuade his men to use their best endeavours with him to get him to set us on shore in France, the better to cover him from any suspicion thereof, upon which I went to the men, which were four and a boy.”

After the Restoration Mansell was granted a pension of L200 a year, and Tettersell one of L100 a year. (See “Captain Nicholas Tettersell and the Escape of Charles ii.,” by F. E. Sawyer, F.S.A., “Sussex Archaeological Collections,” vol. xxxii. pp. 81-104).)

At Rouen he looked so poorly, that the people went into the rooms before he went away to see whether he had not stole something or other.  In the evening I went up to my Lord to write letters for England, which we sent away with word of our coming, by Mr. Edw.  Pickering.  The King supped alone in the coach; after that I got a dish, and we four supped in my cabin, as at noon.  About bed-time my Lord Bartlett

     [A mistake for Lord Berkeley of Berkeley, who had been deputed, with
     Lord Middlesex and four other Peers, by the House of Lords to
     present an address of congratulation to the King.—­B.]

(who I had offered my service to before) sent for me to get him a bed, who with much ado I did get to bed to my Lord Middlesex in the great cabin below, but I was cruelly troubled before I could dispose of him, and quit myself of him.  So to my cabin again, where the company still was, and were talking more of the King’s difficulties; as how he was fain to eat a piece of bread and cheese out of a poor boy’s pocket; how, at a Catholique house, he was fain to lie in the priest’s hole a good while in the house for his privacy.  After that our company broke up, and the Doctor and I to bed.  We have all the Lords Commissioners on board us, and many others.  Under sail all night, and most glorious weather.

24th.  Up, and made myself as fine as I could, with the Tinning stockings on and wide canons—­["Cannions, boot hose tops; an old-fashioned ornament for the legs.”  That is to say, a particular addition to breeches.]—­that I bought the other day at Hague.  Extraordinary press of noble company, and great mirth all the day.  There dined with me in my cabin (that is, the carpenter’s) Dr. Earle