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grounds and goodly woods, where I have In my youth so
often entertained my solitude; and so, on the 26. of Sep-
tember, I once more returned to my home.

6th September, i68r. Died my pretty grandchild, and
was interred on the 8th [at Deptford],

i4th September, 1681. Dined with Sir Stephen Fox,
who proposed to me the purchasing of Chelsea College,
which his Majesty had sometime since given to our
Society, and would now purchase it again to build a
hospital; or infirmary for soldiers there, in which he
desired my assistance as one of the Council of the Royal

i5th September, 1681. I had another opportunity of
visiting his Majesty's private library at Whitehall.

To Sir Samuel Morland's, to see his house and me-

i7th September, 1681. I went with Monsieur Faubert
about taking the Countess of Bristol's house for an acad-
emy, he being lately come from Paris for his religion,
and resolving to settle here.

23d September, 1681. I went to see Sir Thomas Bond's
fine house and garden at Peckham.

2d October, 1681. I went to Camberwell, where that
good man Dr. Parr (late chaplain to Archbishop Usher)
preached on Acts xvi. 30.

nth October, 1681. To Fulham, to visit the Bishop
of London, in whose garden I first saw the Sedum ar-
borescens in flower, which was exceedingly beautiful.

5th November, 1681. Dr. Hooper preached on Mark
xii. 16, 17, before the King, of the usurpation of the
Church of Rome. This is one of the first rank of pulpit
men in the nation.

15th November, 1681. I dined with the Earl of Essex
who, after dinner in his study, where we were alone,
related to me how much he had been scandalized and
injured in the report of his being privy to the marriage
of his Lady's niece, the rich young widow of the late
Lord Ogle, sole daughter of the Earl of Northumberland;
showing me a letter of Mr. Thynn's, excusing himself for
not communicating his marriage to his Lordship. He
acquainted me also with the whole story of that unfor-
tunate lady being betrayed by her grandmother, the
Countess of Northumberland, and Colonel Bret, for money;at quantity of