Wednesday 5 September 1666

I lay down in the office again upon W. Hewer’s, quilt, being mighty weary, and sore in my feet with going till I was hardly able to stand. About two in the morning my wife calls me up and tells me of new cryes of fire, it being come to Barkeing Church, which is the bottom of our lane. I up, and finding it so, resolved presently to take her away, and did, and took my gold, which was about 2350l., W. Hewer, and Jane, down by Proundy’s boat to Woolwich; but, Lord! what sad sight it was by moone- light to see, the whole City almost on fire, that you might see it plain at Woolwich, as if you were by it. There, when I come, I find the gates shut, but no guard kept at all, which troubled me, because of discourse now begun, that there is plot in it, and that the French had done it. I got the gates open, and to Mr. Shelden’s, where I locked up my gold, and charged, my wife and W. Hewer never to leave the room without one of them in it, night, or day. So back again, by the way seeing my goods well in the lighters at Deptford, and watched well by people. Home; and whereas I expected to have seen our house on fire, it being now about seven o’clock, it was not. But to the fyre, and there find greater hopes than I expected; for my confidence of finding our Office on fire was such, that I durst not ask any body how it was with us, till I come and saw it not burned. But going to the fire, I find by the blowing up of houses, and the great helpe given by the workmen out of the King’s yards, sent up by Sir W. Pen, there is a good stop given to it, as well as at Marke-lane end as ours; it having only burned the dyall of Barking Church, and part of the porch, and was there quenched. I up to the top of Barking steeple, and there saw the saddest sight of desolation that I ever saw; every where great fires, oyle-cellars, and brimstone, and other things burning. I became afeard to stay there long, and therefore down again as fast as I could, the fire being spread as far as I could see it; and to Sir W. Pen’s, and there eat a piece of cold meat, having eaten nothing since Sunday, but the remains of Sunday’s dinner. Here I met with Mr. Young and Whistler; and having removed all my things, and received good hopes that the fire at our end; is stopped, they and I walked into the town, and find Fanchurch-streete, Gracious-streete; and Lumbard-streete all in dust. The Exchange a sad sight, nothing standing there, of all the statues or pillars, but Sir Thomas Gresham’s picture in the corner. Walked into Moorefields (our feet ready to burn, walking through the towne among the hot coles), and find that full of people, and poor wretches carrying their good there, and every body keeping his goods together by themselves (and a great blessing it is to them that it is fair weathe for them to keep abroad night and day); drank there, and paid two-pence for a plain penny loaf. Thence homeward, having passed through Cheapside and Newgate Market, all burned, and seen Anthony Joyce’s House in fire. And took up (which I keep by me) a piece of glasse of Mercers’ Chappell in the streete, where much more was, so melted and buckled with the heat of the fire like parchment. I also did see a poor cat taken out of a hole in the chimney, joyning to the wall of the Exchange; with, the hair all burned off the body, and yet alive. So home at night, and find there good hopes of saving our office; but great endeavours of watching all night, and having men ready; and so we lodged them in the office, and had drink and bread and cheese for them. And I lay down and slept a good night about midnight, though when I rose I heard that there had been a great alarme of French and Dutch being risen, which proved, nothing. But it is a strange thing to see how long this time did look since Sunday, having been always full of variety of actions, and little sleep, that it looked like a week or more, and I had forgot, almost the day of the week.

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Terry Foreman   Link to this

The Royal Society today at Gresham College — from the Hooke Folio Online

Sep. 5. 1666. noe Meeting because of Late dredfull fire of London.

http://webapps.qmul.ac.uk/cell/Hooke/hooke_foli...

Robert Gertz   Link to this

"...resolved presently to take her away, and did, and took my gold, which was about 2350l., W. Hewer, and Jane, down by Proundy’s boat to Woolwich..."

Sam'l!!!!!!!!...

"Oh, damn...Knew I forgot something..."

"...went back by Proundy's boat from Woolwich. Picked up my raging wife...Who was though, rather glad at seeing me..."

Robert Gertz   Link to this

"...because of discourse now begun, that there is plot in it, and that the French had done it."

cut shot to Paris...

"Moi?!...I am shocked, sir...Shocked!" Louis shakes wig curls.

Robert Gertz   Link to this

"Will?...It is 2350Ls in gold..." Bess eyes Will.

Hmmn...

Wait...How would she know that?

"This is a test, isn't Mrs. P.?" Will, nervously. "I said I was sorry about not coming in the other day."

Yeah, right...Bess sighs.

Merde...Mercer would have taken the money and gone with me to Paris...
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Jesse   Link to this

"received good hopes that the fire at our end; is stopped"

The wikipedia page on the fire http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Fire_of_Lond... has a map of where the fire spread and shows the location of Pepys house.

Maura   Link to this

"and paid two-pence for a plain penny loaf."

Disasters always raise prices and this one's no exception.

JWB   Link to this

"...a sad sight, nothing standing there, of all the statues or pillars, but Sir Thomas Gresham’s picture in the corner."

In times of conflagration, does bad art survive good?

A. De Araujo   Link to this

"and that the French had done it"
Methinks Nero got a bad press with the burning of Rome;just because he used to burn Christians does not necessarily leads to the conclusion that he burned Rome.

JWB   Link to this

Scapegoats:

From squareheads, frogs & knee-bending mackerel snappers we've come down round to blaming Mayor Boodworth today. I would like to put in a good word for this lumber merchant who respected other men's property and refused the King's troops- two taits that'll serve mankind well in all times no matter the calamity.

Nate   Link to this

“…because of discourse now begun, that there is plot in it, and that the French had done it.”

To deflect criticism and possibly follow hidden agenda put the blame on outsiders. A time honored reaction practiced up and into the 21st century.

Robert Gertz   Link to this

People always want an answer to inexplicable catastrophe...One might say it's how religion took off. Sam is on edge, like others he can't help feeling this tragedy too huge to simply have arisen from minor mischance...And of course it is wartime, there is always reason to fear agents might be operating in England and from that can spring almost any kind of panic. I'm sure we all remember the paranoia that sprang up after 9/11...I think of a tale of a normally intelligent and sane NPR reporter who admitted she had glared a poor Sikh man into panic simply because of his turban and brown skin. A doctor friend of mine, a Pakistani-American living in Illinois got hit in the face with a rock by the feeble-minded son of an elderly long-time patient who told her later that her (piece of crap) son was simply being "patriotic".

By the way, Sam...You might want to be careful...You do have a half-French wife with Papist inclinations, a French father-in-law...

"That navy bloke Pepys...He did it...I hear his wife's a Frenchy, always speakin' the lingo..."

"They're always out together late at night in their garden, pretending to sing badly...With others sometimes speakin' God knows what language and..."

"They fired my daughter...She saw a crucifix in the house...And Mrs. Pepys is always reading French books and missin' church."

"Mr. Pepys was always trying to get a 'gift' out of me...I have reason to suspect my contract was denied because my hemp was too good."

"My son was lured to evil by a French witch from Hell!"

"Mr. Pepys, why did you do it? Why did you sell yourself to France, betray our navy, and burn London down?"

"You forgot the plague, my Lord."

"Right...And why did you join in league with the Anti-Christ of Rome to murder hundreds of thousands...?"

"My Lord...I came here to discuss the fiscal crisis..."

Spoiler...

Certainly the next great disaster will be the action of a foreign power, complete with some plotting (to win over desperate English seamen etc).

Robert Gertz   Link to this

"..seen Anthony Joyce’s House in fire..."

Spoiler...

So few words for what will become another tragedy in this series of tragic events...

Rex Gordon   Link to this

All Hallows Barking

This church still stands, although much restored after being damaged in the Blitz. William Penn, son of Sam's colleague, was baptized there. President John Quincy Adams was married there. I guess it's a must-stop on the Pepys walk.

Bloodworth was making up for his early hesitation on this day of the fire, tearing down houses as fast as he could in Cripplegate, where the fire was now the fiercest. (His respect for other men's property had come face to face with necessity.) The high winds which had driven the fire were abating throughout the day and faded away completely by four or five o'clock.

I wonder how Sam's Parmesan cheese will taste when he digs it up.

CGS   Link to this

gold coin only weighs 75 lbs or there about, the strong box weighs more most likely.

CGS   Link to this

'umans are just an orb with ability to 'ear , taste, smell,see and feel[?]and attached to this ball, be a food possessor and means of finding other life forms to devour.
Thus disasters always bring out that side of the genetic defects. "Not me and My kind 'tis thee that do not speak or look like me", Every set back is riddled with mans inhumanity to solve why a disaster happened.
From the ancient Gods that brought the winds of Siberia to solve the evils of the Court, fornication and sexual sins .
As for those 2000+ preachers that lost their livings, a great opportunity to call the firers to task.
For every political persuasion there was ammo to be put in every pipe of moaning minnie .
Hysteria has always ran rampant in times of crisis.

Ruben   Link to this

"I wonder how Sam’s Parmesan cheese will taste when he digs it up."
And what about some heated wine?

Terry Foreman   Link to this

"And what about some heated wine? "

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mulled_wine

A. De Araujo   Link to this

"I also did see a poor cat......with the hair all burned off the body and yet alive"
There was one here in New York some years ago and the firefighters named her "Scarlet"after Scarlet O'Hara from "Gone with the wind".

Australian Susan   Link to this

The cat

Some of you may remember the burned koala (misnamed Sam - it was a girl) who became famous when filmed being given water by a fireman after the Victorian bushfires. A memorial is to be erected to Sam, who, recently died of disease (nothing to do with the fires) whilst still in animal rehab. See http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2009/08/06/2...

From this url, there are a lot of other links to stories associated with the Victorian bushfires, which, I think, give an idea of what London went though during those terrible days in September 1666.

Australian Susan   Link to this

Just a footnote to the above: someone has been charged with arson and causing the death of 11 people for the fire in Gippsland, Victoria in February - so the fears and suspicions of arson in the Fire of London were not out of place and the country was at war. It seems there is a certain type of person who has a compulsion to set fires, but the 17th century Londoners were suffering from the Reds Under the Beds paranoia regarding Dutchmen and Frenchmen and looking for scapegoats in those directions, not to disturbed persons.

Nate   Link to this

“And what about some heated wine? “

If it's buried more than 20 cm of soil on it away from a burning building it should be all right. We buried instruments that deep (it was HARD to bury them that deep) when we were instrumenting brush fires in the 1970s and they survived just fine. Soil is a good insulator.

Mary   Link to this

heated wine?

And besides, the fire didn't get as far as the Navy Office. Sam was very lucky that it broke out in a street west of his home/office and that the strong, easterly wind kept it travelling away from Seething Lane and towards Westminster for the duration.

Mary   Link to this

News of the fire reaches Earl's Colne.

I've just looked at Ralph Josselin's diary entry for this week and see that he notes that the great fire began in a *French* baker's shop! No mention of a foreign plot, but the half-truth shows how rumour has spread like a Chinese whisper.

CGS   Link to this

RE: soil for insulating against cold and heat: 'twas common practice by us turnips to bury foodstuffs , mangols, spuds and other roots also even green tomatoes, apples under a layer of clods provided by spade work by us unschooled ones.
A nice deep hand made sod cave [perhaps] 20 feet down would provide storage for wines made from the local hedgerows of fruits.

60 feet down in London clay provides a beautiful temperature controlled environment of 11 deg Celsius.

CGS   Link to this

The flip side of the coin of human responses is that so many people were helping their fellow man in this hour of crisis, while on the proverbial edge side others were lost and waiting for guidelines, of course it is more exciting to hear of the evil running rampant.

Terry Foreman   Link to this

"The Exchange a sad sight, nothing standing there, of all the statues or pillars, but Sir Thomas Gresham’s picture in the corner."

Appropriate, since Sir Thomas Gresham had founded the Royal Exchange
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Gresham#Fou...

Erik Gunnarsson   Link to this

SP locks up his gold and leaves his wife quite often in the hands of Wm Sheldon. Pepys really trust this Clerk of the cheque. Was Sheldon a long time friend of the Pepys family or what? Well...who was this man, Sheldon?

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