THE DIARY OF SAMUEL PEPYS M.A.  F.R.S.

CLERK OF THE ACTS AND SECRETARY TO THE ADMIRALTY

Transcribed from the shorthand manuscript in the Pepysian library
Magdalene college Cambridge by the Rev.  Mynors bright M.A.  Late fellow
and president of the college

(Unabridged)

WITH LORD BRAYBROOKE’S NOTES

EDITED WITH ADDITIONS BY

HenryB. Wheatley F.S.A.

Diaryof Samuel Pepys
1661 N.S.  Complete

January, February & march
1660-61

1660-61.  At the end of the last and the beginning of this year, I do live in one of the houses belonging to the Navy Office, as one of the principal officers, and have done now about half a year.  After much trouble with workmen I am now almost settled; my family being, myself, my wife, Jane, Will.  Hewer, and Wayneman,—­[Will Wayneman appears by this to have been forgiven for his theft (see ante).  He was dismissed on July 8th, 1663.]—­my girle’s brother.  Myself in constant good health, and in a most handsome and thriving condition.  Blessed be Almighty God for it.  I am now taking of my sister to come and live with me.  As to things of State.—­The King settled, and loved of all.  The Duke of York matched to my Lord Chancellor’s daughter, which do not please many.  The Queen upon her return to France with the Princess Henrietta.  The Princess of Orange lately dead, and we into new mourning for her.  We have been lately frighted with a great plot, and many taken up on it, and the fright not quite over.  The Parliament, which had done all this great good to the King, beginning to grow factious, the King did dissolve it December 29th last, and another likely to be chosen speedily.  I take myself now to be worth L300 clear in money, and all my goods and all manner of debts paid, which are none at all.

1660-61.  January 1st.  Called up this morning by Mr. Moore, who brought me my last things for me to sign for the last month, and to my great comfort tells me that my fees will come to L80 clear to myself, and about L25 for him, which he hath got out of the pardons, though there be no fee due to me at all out of them.  Then comes in my brother Thomas, and after him my father, Dr. Thomas Pepys, my uncle Fenner and his two sons (Anthony’s’ only child dying this morning, yet he was so civil to come, and was pretty merry) to breakfast; and I had for them a barrel of oysters, a dish of neat’s tongues, and a dish of anchovies, wine of all sorts, and Northdown ale.  We were very merry till about eleven o’clock, and then they went away.  At noon I carried my