but to keep a coach New medall, where, in little, there is Mrs. Steward’s face New Netherlands to English rule, under the title of New York Night the Dutch burned our ships the King did sup with Castlemayne No more matter being made of the death of one than another No Parliament can, as he says, be kept long good No manner of means used to quench the fire No pleasure—­only the variety of it No money to do it with, nor anybody to trust us without it No man is wise at all times No man was ever known to lose the first time No man knowing what to do, whether to sell or buy No sense nor grammar, yet in as good words that ever I saw No good by taking notice of it, for the present she forbears Nobody knows which side will be uppermost Nobody being willing to trust us for anything Nonconformists do now preach openly in houses None will sell us any thing without our personal security given Nor would become obliged too much to any Nor will yield that the Papists have any ground given them Nor was there any pretty woman that I did see, but my wife Nor offer anything, but just what is drawn out of a man Not well, and so had no pleasure at all with my poor wife Not eat a bit of good meat till he has got money to pay the men Not the greatest wits, but the steady man Not when we can, but when we list Not to be censured if their necessities drive them to bad Not more than I expected, nor so much by a great deal as I ought Not thinking them safe men to receive such a gratuity Not had the confidence to take his lady once by the hand Not permit her begin to do so, lest worse should follow Not liking that it should lie long undone, for fear of death Not being well pleased with her over free and loose company Nothing in the world done with true integrity Nothing in it approaching that single page in St. Simon Nothing of the memory of a man, an houre after he is dead!  Nothing is to be got without offending God and the King Nothing of any truth and sincerity, but mere envy and design Now against her going into the country (lay together) Now above six months since (smoke from the cellars) Now very big, and within a fortnight of lying down Observing my eyes to be mightily employed in the playhouse Offer to give me a piece to receive of me 20 Offer me L500 if I would desist from the Clerk of the Acts place Offered to shew my wife further satisfaction if she desired Offered to stop the fire near his house for such a reward Officers are four years behind-hand unpaid Oliver Cromwell as his ensign Once a week or so I know a gentleman must go . . . .  One whom a great belly becomes as well as ever I saw any Only wind do now and then torment me . . . extremely Only because she sees it is the fashion (She likes it) Opening his mind to him as of one that may hereafter be his foe Ordered him L2000, and he paid me my quantum out of it Ordered in the yarde six or eight bargemen to be whipped Origin in the use of a plane against the grain of the wood Out of my purse I dare not for fear of a precedent Out