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Saturday 22 September 1660

This morning I called up my boy, and found him a pretty, well- looked boy, and one that I think will please me. I went this morning by land to Westminster along with Luellin, who came to my house this morning to get me to go with him to Capt. Allen to speak with him for his brother to go with him to Constantinople, but could not find him. We walked on to Fleet street, where at Mr. Standing’s in Salsbury Court we drank our morning draft and had a pickled herring. Among other discourse here he told me how the pretty woman that I always loved at the beginning of Cheapside that sells child’s coats was served by the Lady Bennett (a famous strumpet), who by counterfeiting to fall into a swoon upon the sight of her in her shop, became acquainted with her, and at last got her ends of her to lie with a gentleman that had hired her to procure this poor soul for him. To Westminster to my Lord’s, and there in the house of office vomited up all my breakfast, my stomach being ill all this day by reason of the last night’s debauch. Here I sent to Mr. Bowyer’s for my chest and put up my books and sent them home. I staid here all day in my Lord’s chamber and upon the leads gazing upon Diana, who looked out of a window upon me. At last I went out to Mr. Harper’s, and she standing over the way at the gate, I went over to her and appointed to meet to-morrow in the afternoon at my Lord’s. Here I bought a hanging jack. From thence by coach home (by the way at the New Exchange I bought a pair of short black stockings, to wear over a pair of silk ones for mourning; and here I met with The. Turner and Joyce, buying of things to go into mourning too for the Duke, which is now the mode of all the ladies in town), where I wrote some letters by the post to Hinchinbroke to let them know that this day Mr. Edw. Pickering is come from my Lord, and says that he left him well in Holland, and that he will be here within three or four days. To-day not well of my last night’s drinking yet. I had the boy up to-night for his sister to teach him to put me to bed, and I heard him read, which he did pretty well.

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  • hanging jack
    L&M Select Glossary: “turnspit for roasting meat”.

  • To bed, not well of my last night

  • the Lady Bennett (a famous strumpet)
    Presumably not that famous, I would guess this is the first time Pepys has heard of her - otherwise why would he add the explanation of who she is? Or is he consciously writing a document for posterity?

    And do I detect a hint of “damn, I could have hired Lady Bennett to procure that pretty woman”… anyway perhaps whetted his appetite to arrange a rendezvous with Diana later on.

  • the ‘Lady’ Bennett

    Certainly famous/notorious in later years. See Background notes.

  • ‘To-day not well of my last night’s drinking yet.’

    I read yesterday’s entry again and must express some confusion. I realize that diary entries may not be written contemporaneous to the events of the day but SP appears to be lucid in his writings and doing it at the conclusion of his day. Is he complaining of a hangover due to drunkeness or an upset stomach due to bad wine?

  • “To bed not well of my last night

  • Pepys the hen-pecked Husband

    Re Paul Brewster’s comment about the hanging jack, this continues the saga of Elizabeth Pepys’ new oven (see the entry for July 19th: http://www.pepysdiary.com/archive/1660/07/19/index.php#annotations )

    Either something else has been broken on her top-of-the-range range, or more likely she’s sent him out to buy yet another add-on to it. And since Samuel seems to have no interest in cookery he presumably is just being told to buy what Elizabeth has already selected. Hopefully, he’ll stay at home more frequently from now on, if she ever learns to cook!

  • and there in the house of office vomited up all my breakfast,

    The “house of office” would be a good addition to The Glossary. It’s been discussed before and means the latrine, toilet, rest room etc - it’s an old play on words, i.e. the “house of office” is where you went to “do your business”.

    Perhaps he just had a mild form of food poisoning - it’s a miracle it didn’t occur more often.

  • Today’s entry is one of the most memorable to date for its elements of shear Restoration melodrama regarding Lady Bennet’s comportment, the London ladies all in black ,and Pepys’ preplanned lecherous encounters. It is a stark contrast to the dying days of the commonwealth when the tone was one of cautious sobriety against a background of uncertainty and political disturbance.
    Pepys here conveys the mood of Restoration London in which we glimpse that sense of personal and social freedom from puritan restriction.

  • “To-day not well of my last night

  • Glyns “Hopefully, he

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