Wednesday 24 August 1664

Up by six o’clock, and to my office with Tom Hater dispatching business in haste. At nine o’clock to White Hall about Mr. Maes’s business at the Council, which stands in an ill condition still. Thence to Graye’s Inn, but missed of Mr. Cole the lawyer, and so walked home, calling among the joyners in Wood Streete to buy a table and bade in many places, but did not buy it till I come home to see the place where it is to stand, to judge how big it must be. So after ‘Change home and a good dinner, and then to White Hall to a Committee of the Fishery, where my Lord Craven and Mr. Gray mightily against Mr. Creed’s being joined in the warrant for Secretary with Mr. Duke. However I did get it put off till the Duke of Yorke was there, and so broke up doing nothing. So walked home, first to the Wardrobe, and there saw one suit of clothes made for my boy and linen set out, and I think to have him the latter end of this week, and so home, Mr. Creed walking the greatest part of the way with me advising what to do in his case about his being Secretary to us in conjunction with Duke, which I did give him the best I could, and so home and to my office, where very much business, and then home to supper and to bed.

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Paul Chapin   Link to this

Sam, you're supposed to measure the space *before* you go furniture shopping.

Todd Bernhardt   Link to this

Wonder what Craven and Gray have against Creed? Do they dislike/distrust him, or do they simply have their own plans for the place he wants?

Australian Susan   Link to this

"...but did not buy it till I come home to see the place where it is to stand, to judge how big it must be. ..."
This brought back uncomfortable memories of recent past - making long drive to IKEA only to discover both of us thought the other had done the measuring.....Even worse, though, is getting the flatpacks out to the carpark (already regretting the purchase and cursing the inventor of Allen keys)(and it's usually raining) and then finding that they won't fit in the car 'cos you forgot to measure that too...

Sam is being very loyal to Creed - and seems in a disinterested way - though maybe he hopes more from the Creed/Duke/DofY connection rather than what is proposed. Intricate civil service joustings for place, position and influence - all hoping for lucrative rewards. Creed obviously wants to make sure of Sam - walking with him for so long. This will have been noticed.

Cum Grano Salis   Link to this

Sam probably had not planned to make such a purchase, but was pleased with the craftmanship that had caught by his wandering eye and yet he was not parting with a farthing until he was sure that it would be to his acquired ascetic taste. Many to-day would have bought the object of craven desire then returned it, because it did not fit, then in Samuell's day even in my buying days, it was you, bought it, it be yours even if thee had to dump it into the Fleet.
"...to buy a table..." besides one would need men and a dray to lug it from the Joyners to the room up the stairs, a half a days work, no free delivery.
Carters be savvy lot.

Bradford   Link to this

Goodness, once back home, why didn't he whip out his various tools for measuring lumber &c. and get a precise reading, in keeping with his precision in all matters else? Surely carpenters did not work without the 17thC equivalent of a tape measure.

JWB   Link to this

With this morning's coffee & this week's Barron's:

MONDAY, AUGUST 27, 2007

Just How Risky Is Your Portfolio?
By ROBERT STEPLEMAN

"Quantitative risk measures are not new. As early as the 17th century it became possible to measure risk in certain wagers. Sir Isaac Newton, for example, worked on probability theory to help his acquaintance Samuel Pepys have success at dice."

JWB   Link to this

Pepys's Problem:

Isaac Newton as a Probabilist
Stephen Stigler
University of Chicago

http://www.stat.uchicago.edu/faculty/stigler/pu...

Robert Gertz   Link to this

Know the feeling AS, as I'm still going over to our IKEA for Billy bookcases every other weekend...lugging them over to the van, struggling to get them into the condo elevator. Sam at least will no doubt have a group of able and willing joyners to carry and assemble...The days of haul-it-yerself left long and happily behind in Axe Yard.

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Iuduco continues to exercise his unsavory charm...

I'm startled to see Sam handling the chore of assisting Maes with neither complaint at being required to waste time keeping Uncle Wight and his friend happy nor eager anticipation of "getting something" for his efforts. I wonder if the business is so underhanded Sam hesitates to enter the details even here.

jeannine   Link to this

"Journal of the Earl of Sandwich" edited by R.C. Anderson

24th Wednesday. Fresh gale N. Plying up between Fairlight and the Ness. About noon stopped the tide of ebb thwart off the Ness, where I went ashore at the light-house. With the flood we weighed and plyed up at 9 at night under sail Sir Thomas Crewe and Captain Isham in the smack from London came on board us. At noon also the Pearl and Drake came to us.

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