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consideration of candidates, as whether they would really
be useful; also concerning the honorary members, that
none should be admitted but by diploma.

This evening- I was at the entertainment of the Mo-
rocco Ambassador at the Duchess of Portsmouth's glori-
ous apartments at Whitehall, where was a great banquet
of sweetmeats and music; but at which both the Am-
bassador and his retinue behaved themselves with extraor-
dinary moderation and modesty, though placed about
a long- table, a lady between two Moors, and among
these were the King's natural children, namely, Lady
LIchfield and Sussex, the Duchess of Portsmouth, Nelly,
etc., concubines, and cattle of that sort, as splendid as
jewels and excess of bravery could make them; the
Moors neither admiring nor seeming to regard anything,
furniture or the like, with any earnestness, and but de-
cently tasting of the banquet. They drank a little milk
and water, but not a drop of wine; they also drank of
a sorbet and jacolatt;* did not look about, or stare on
the ladies, or express the least surprise, t but with, a
courtly negligence in pace, countenance, and whole be-
havior, answering only to such questions as were asked
with a great deal of wit and gallantry, and so gravely
took leave with this compliment, that God would bless
the Duchess of Portsmouth and the Prince, her son
meaning the little Duke of Richmond. The King came
in at the latter end, just as the Ambassador was going
away. In this manner was this slave (for he was no
more at home) entertained by most of the nobility in
town, and went often to Hyde Park on horseback, where
he and his retinue showed their extraordinary activity in
horsemanship, and flinging and catching their lances at
full speed; they rode very short, and could stand upright
at full speed/managing their spears with incredible
agility He went sometimes to the theaters, where, upon
any foolish or fantastical action, he could not forbear
laughing, but he endeavored to hide it with extraordi-
nary modesty and gravity. In a word, the Russian Am-
bassador, still at Court behaved himself like a clown
compared to this civil heathen.

27th January,   1682.    This evening,   Sir  Stephen  Fox
acquainted me again with his Majesty's resolution of pro-

*Stierbet and dtocolate.    To the   Royal   Society, where at