went to see how forward Mr. Pett’s yacht is; and so all into the barge again, and so to Woolwich, on board the Rose-bush, Captain Brown’s’ ship, that is brother-in-law to Sir W. Batten, where we had a very fine dinner, dressed on shore, and great mirth and all things successfull; the first time I ever carried my wife a-ship-board, as also my boy Wayneman, who hath all this day been called young Pepys, as Sir W. Pen’s boy young Pen.  So home by barge again; good weather, but pretty cold.  I to my study, and began to make up my accounts for my Lord, which I intend to end tomorrow.  To bed.  The talk of the town now is, who the King is like to have for his Queen:  and whether Lent shall be kept with the strictness of the King’s proclamation;

     ["A Proclamation for restraint of killing, dressing, and eating of
     Flesh in Lent or on fish-dayes appointed by the law to be observed,”
     was dated 29th January, 1660-61].

which it is thought cannot be, because of the poor, who cannot buy fish.  And also the great preparation for the King’s crowning is now much thought upon and talked of.

15th.  At the office all the morning, and in the afternoon at making up my accounts for my Lord to-morrow; and that being done I found myself to be clear (as I think) L350 in the world, besides my goods in my house and all things paid for.

16th.  To my Lord in the morning, who looked over my accounts and agreed to them.  I did also get him to sign a bill (which do make my heart merry) for L60 to me, in consideration of my work extraordinary at sea this last voyage, which I hope to get paid.  I dined with my Lord and then to the Theatre, where I saw “The Virgin Martyr,” a good but too sober a play for the company.  Then home.

17th (Lord’s day).  A most tedious, unreasonable, and impertinent sermon, by an Irish Doctor.  His text was “Scatter them, O Lord, that delight in war.”  Sir Wm. Batten and I very much angry with the parson.  And so I to Westminster as soon as I came home to my Lord’s, where I dined with Mr. Shepley and Howe.  After dinner (without speaking to my Lord), Mr. Shepley and I into the city, and so I home and took my wife to my uncle Wight’s, and there did sup with them, and so home again and to bed.

18th.  At the office all the morning, dined at home with a very good dinner, only my wife and I, which is not yet very usual.  In the afternoon my wife and I and Mrs. Martha Batten, my Valentine, to the Exchange, and there upon a payre of embroydered and six payre of plain white gloves I laid out 40s. upon her.  Then we went to a mercer’s at the end of Lombard Street, and there she bought a suit of Lutestring—­[More properly called “lustring”; a fine glossy silk.]—­for herself, and so home.  And at night I got the whole company and Sir Wm. Pen home to my house, and there I did give them Rhenish wine and sugar, and continued together till it was late, and so to bed.  It is much talked that the King is already married to the niece of the Prince de Ligne,