home, where he and I spoke privately in the little room to my sister Pall
about stealing of things as my wife's scissars and my maid's book, at
which my father was much troubled. Hence home with my wife and so to
Whitehall, where I met with Mr. Hunt and Luellin, and drank with them at
Marsh's, and afterwards went up and wrote to my Lord by the post. This
day the Parliament gave order that the late Committee of Safety should
come before them this day se'nnight, and all their papers, and their model
of Government that they had made, to be brought in with them. So home and
talked with my wife about our dinner on Thursday.

25th. Called up early to Mr. Downing; he gave me a Character, such a one
as my Lord's, to make perfect, and likewise gave me his order for L500 to
carry to Mr. Frost, which I did and so to my office, where I did do
something about the character till twelve o'clock. Then home find found
my wife and the maid at my Lord's getting things ready against to-morrow.
I went by water to my Uncle White's' to dinner, where I met my father,
where we alone had a fine jole of Ling to dinner. After dinner I took
leave, and coming home heard that in Cheapside there had been but a little
before a gibbet set up, and the picture of Huson

[John Hewson, who, from a low origin, became a colonel in the
Parliament army, and sat in judgment on the King: he escaped hanging
by flight, and died in 1662, at Amsterdam. A curious notice of
Hewson occurs in Rugge's "Diurnal," December 5th, 1659, which states
that "he was a cobbler by trade, but a very stout man, and a very
good commander; but in regard of his former employment, they [the
city apprentices] threw at him old shoes, and slippers, and
turniptops, and brick-bats, stones, and tiles." . . . "At this
time [January, 1659-60] there came forth, almost every day, jeering
books: one was called 'Colonel Hewson's Confession; or, a Parley