was a bastard and his mother a whore. Hence to Westminster Hall, where I
met with my father Bowyer, and Mr. Spicer, and them I took to the Leg in
King Street, and did give them a dish or two of meat, and so away to the
Privy Seal, where, the King being out of town, we have had nothing to do
these two days. To Westminster Hall, where I met with W. Symons, T.
Doling, and Mr. Booth, and with them to the Dogg, where we eat a musk
melon

["Melons were hardly known in England till Sir George Gardiner
brought one from Spain, when they became in general estimation. The
ordinary price was five or six shillings."--Quarterly Review, vol,
xix.]

(the first that I have eat this year), and were very merry with W. Symons,
calling him Mr. Dean, because of the Dean's lands that his uncle had left
him, which are like to be lost all. Hence home by water, and very late at
night writing letters to my Lord to Hinchinbroke, and also to the
Vice-Admiral in the Downs, and so to bed.

24th. Office, and thence with Sir William Batten and Sir William Pen to
the parish church to find out a place where to build a seat or a gallery
to sit in, and did find one which is to be done speedily. Hence with them
to dinner at a tavern in Thames Street, where they were invited to a
roasted haunch of venison and other very good victuals and company. Hence
to Whitehall to the Privy Seal, but nothing to do. At night by land to my
father's, where I found my mother not very well. I did give her a pint of
sack. My father came in, and Dr. T. Pepys, who talked with me in French
about looking out for a place for him. But I found him a weak man, and
speaks the worst French that ever I heard of one that had been so long
beyond sea. Hence into Pant's Churchyard and bought Barkley's Argenis in