find that, though it would not be much pain, yet she is so fearful, and the thing will be somewhat painful in the tending, which I shall not be able to look after, but must require a nurse and people about her; so that upon second thoughts he believes that a fomentation will do as well, and though it will be troublesome yet no pain, and what her mayd will be able to do without knowing directly what it is for, but only that it may be for the piles.  For though it be nothing but what is fiery honest, yet my wife is loth to give occasion of discourse concerning it.  By this my mind and my wife’s is much eased, for I confess I should have been troubled to have had my wife cut before my face, I could not have borne to have seen it.  I had great discourse with him about my disease.  He tells me again that I must eat in a morning some loosening gruel, and at night roasted apples, that I must drink now and then ale with my wine, and eat bread and butter and honey, and rye bread if I can endure it, it being loosening.  I must also take once a week a clyster of his last prescription, only honey now and then instead of butter, which things I am now resolved to apply myself to.  He being gone I to my office again to a little business, and then home to supper and to bed, being in, a little pain by drinking of cold small beer to-day and being in a cold room at the Taverne I believe.

18th.  Up, and after being ready, and done a little business at the office, I and Mr. Hater by water to Redriffe, and so walked to Deptford, where I have not been a very great, while, and there paid off the Milford in very good order, and all respect showed me in the office as much as there used to be to any of the rest or the whole board.  That done at noon I took Captain Terne, and there coming in by chance Captain Berkeley, him also to dinner with me to the Globe.  Captain Berkeley, who was lately come from Algier, did give us a good account of the place, and how the Basha there do live like a prisoner, being at the mercy of the soldiers and officers, so that there is nothing but a great confusion there.  After dinner came Sir W. Batten, and I left him to pay off another ship, and I walked home again reading of a little book of new poems of Cowley’s, given me by his brother.  Abraham do lie, it seems, very sicke, still, but like to recover.  At my office till late, and then came Mr. Hollyard so full of discourse and Latin that I think he hath got a cupp, but I do not know; but full of talke he is in defence of Calvin and Luther.  He begun this night the fomentation to my wife, and I hope it will do well with her.  He gone, I to the office again a little, and so to bed.  This morning I sent Will with my great letter of reproof to my Lord Sandwich, who did give it into his owne hand.  I pray God give a blessing to it, but confess I am afeard what the consequence may be to me of good or bad, which is according to the ingenuity that he do receive it with.  However, I am satisfied that it will do him good, and that he needs it: