and she has engaged me to visit her, as I design to do.  It is one Mrs. Colledge:  she has lodgings at Whitehall, having been seamstress to King William, worth three hundred a year.  Her father was a fanatic joiner,[15] hanged for treason in Shaftesbury’s plot.  This noble person and I were brought acquainted, some years ago, by Lady Berkeley.[16] I love good creditable acquaintance:  I love to be the worst of the company:  I am not of those that say, “For want of company, welcome trumpery.”  I was this evening with Lady Kerry and Mrs. Pratt at Vauxhall, to hear the nightingales; but they are almost past singing.

18.  I was hunting the Secretary to-day in vain about some business, and dined with Colonel Crowe, late Governor of Barbados,[17] and your friend Sterne was the third:  he is very kind to Sterne, and helps him in his business, which lies asleep till Mr. Harley is Lord Treasurer, because nothing of moment is now done in the Treasury, the change being expected every day.  I sat with Dean Atterbury till one o’clock after I came home; so ’tis late, etc.

19.  Do you know that about our town we are mowing already and making hay, and it smells so sweet as we walk through the flowery meads; but the hay-making nymphs are perfect drabs, nothing so clean and pretty as farther in the country.  There is a mighty increase of dirty wenches in straw hats since I knew London.  I stayed at home till five o’clock, and dined with Dean Atterbury; then went by water to Mr. Harley’s, where the Saturday Club was met, with the addition of the Duke of Shrewsbury.  I whispered Lord Rivers that I did not like to see a stranger among us; and the rogue told it aloud:  but Mr. Secretary said the Duke writ to have leave; so I appeared satisfied, and so we laughed.  Mr. Secretary told me the Duke of Buckingham[18] had been talking to him much about me, and desired my acquaintance.  I answered it could not be, for he had not made sufficient advances.  Then the Duke of Shrewsbury said he thought that Duke was not used to make advances.  I said I could not help that; for I always expected advances in proportion to men’s quality, and more from a duke than any other man.  The Duke replied that he did not mean anything of his quality; which was handsomely said enough; for he meant his pride:  and I have invented a notion to believe that nobody is proud.  At ten all the company went away; and from ten to twelve Mr. Harley and I sat together, where we talked through a great deal of matters I had a mind to settle with him; and then walked in a fine moonshine night to Chelsea, where I got by one.  Lord Rivers conjured me not to walk so late; but I would, because I had no other way; but I had no money to lose.