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DIARY  OF                   SAVES COURT

six or seven with six horses, viz, the Countess of Sunder-
land, Earl of Clarendon, Lord Godolphin, Sir Stephen
Fox,' Sir William Godolphin, Viscount Falkland, and
others. There were distributed among her friends about

sixty rings.

Thus lived, died, and was buried the joy of my life, and
ornament of her sex and of my poor family ! God Al-
mighty of his infinite mercy grant me the grace thank-
fully to resign myself and all I have, or had, to his
divine pleasure, and in his good time, restoring health
and comfort to my family: «teach me so to number my
days, that I may apply my heart to wisdom,* be pre-
pared for my dissolution, and that into the hands of my
blessed Savior I may recommend my spirit! Amen"!

On looking into her closet, it is incredible what a num-
ber of collections she had made from historians, poets,
travelers, etc., but, above all, devotions, contemplations,
and resolutions on these contemplations, found under her
hand in a book most methodically disposed; prayers, med-
itations, and devotions on particular occasions, with many
pretty letters to her confidants; one to a divine (not
named) to whom she writes that he would be her ghostly
father, and would not despise her for her many errors
and the imperfections of her youth, but beg of God to
give her courage to acquaint him with all her faults, im-
ploring his assistance and spiritual directions. I well
remember she had often desired me to recommend her
to such a person; but I did not think fit to do it as yet,
seeing her apt to be scrupulous, and knowing the great
tnnocency and integrity of her life.

It is astonishing how one who had acquired such sub-
stantial and practical knowledge in other ornamental parts
of education, especially music, both vocal and instru-
mental, in dancing, paying and receiving visits, and neces-
sary conversation, could accomplish half of what she has
left; but, as she never affected play or cards, which con-
sume a world of precious time, so she was in continual
exercise, which yet abated nothing of her most agreeable
conversation. But she was a little miracle while she lived,
and so she died!

26th March, 1685. I was invited to the funeral of Cap-
tain Gunman, that excellent pilot and seaman, who had
behaved himself so gallantly in the Dutch war. He diedLady Tuke,