Tuesday, 2 October 2007

Pepys' Diary 10/08

Sunday 10 August 1662
(Lord’s day). Being to dine at my brother's, I walked to St Dunstan's, the church being now finished; and here I heard Dr Bates, who made a most eloquent sermon; and I am sorry I have hitherto had so low an opinion of the man, for I have not heard a neater sermon a great while, and more to my content. So to Tom’s, where Dr Fairebrother, newly come from Cambridge, met me, and Dr Thomas Pepys. I framed myself as pleasant as I could, but my mind was another way. Hither came my uncle Fenner, hearing that I was here, and spoke to me about Pegg Kite's business of her portion, which her husband demands, but I will have nothing to do with it. I believe he has no mind to part with the money out of his hands, but let him do what he will with it. He told me the new service-book (which is now lately come forth) was laid upon their deske at St Sepulchre's for Mr Gouge to read [Thomas Gouge (1605-1681), eminent Presbyterian minister, son of William Gouge DD (lecturer at and afterwards Rector of St Anne’s, Blackfriars). Thomas was vicar of St Sepulchre from 1638 until ejected in 1662]; but he laid it aside, and would not meddle with it: and I perceive the Presbyters do all prepare to give over all against Bartholomew-tide. Mr Herring, being lately turned out at St Bride's, did read the psalm to the people while they sung at Dr Bates’s, which methought is a strange turn. After dinner to St Bride’s, and there heard one Carpenter, an old man, [Richard Carpenter (d c 1670), an Anglican, formerly an Independent and three times joined the Roman church. Author of A new play call’d the pragmatical Jesuit new leven’d (c 1669). ‘A fantastical man that changed his mind with his clothes, and that for his juggles and tricks in matters of religion…was esteemed a theological mountebank” {Wood}] who, they say, hath been a Jesuit priest, and is come over to us; but he preaches very well. So home with Mrs Turner, and there hear that Mr Calamy hath taken his farewell this day of his people, and that others will do so the next Sunday. Mr Turner the draper, I hear, is knighted, made Alderman, and pricked for Sheriffe, with Sir Thomas Bluddel, for the next year, by the King, and so are called with great honour the King’s Sheriffes. Thence walked home, meeting Mr Moore by the way, and he home with me and walked till it was dark in the garden, and so good night, and I to my closet in my office to perfect my Journall and to read my solemn vows, and so to bed.

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