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Fox's with my Lord Lieutenant, where was such a dinner
for variety of all things as I had seldom seen, and it
was so for the trial of a master-cook whom Sir Stephen
had recommended to go with his Lordship into Ireland;
there were all the dainties not only of the season, but
of what art could add, venison, plain solid meat, fowl,
baked and boiled meats, banquet [dessert], in exceeding
plenty, and exquisitely dressed. There also dined my
Lord Ossory and Lady (the Duke of Beaufort's daughter),
my Lady Treasurer, Lord Cornbury, and other visitors.

28th October, 1685. At the Royal Society, an urn full
of t>ones was presented, dug up in a highway, while re-
pairing it, in a field in Camberwell, in Surrey; it was
found entire with its cover, among many others, believed
to "be truly Roman and ancient.

Sir Richard Bulkeley described to us a model of a
chariot he had invented, which it was not possible to
overthrow in whatever uneven way it was drawn, giving
us a wonderful relation of what it had performed in that
kind, for ease, expedition, and safety; there were some
inconveniences yet to be remedied—it would not contain
more than one person; was ready to take fire every ten
miles; and being placed and playing on no fewer than
ten rollers, it made a most prodigious noise, almost in-
tolerable. A remedy was to be sought for these incon-

3*st October, 1685. I dined at our great Lord Chan-
cellor JefEeries', who used me with much respect. This
was the late Chief-Justice who had newly been the West-
ern Circuit to try the Monmouth conspirators, and had
formerly done such severe justice among the obnoxious
in Westminster Hall, for which his Majesty dignified
him by creating him first a Baron, and now Lord Chan-
cellor. He had some years past been conversant in
Deptford; is of an assured and undaunted spirit, and has
served the Court interest on all the hardiest occasions; is
of nature cruel, and a slave of the Court.

3d November, 1685. The French persecution of the
Protestants raging with the utmost barbarity, exceeded
even what the very heathens used: innumerable persons
of the greatest birth and riches leaving all their earthly
substance, and hardly escaping with their lives, dispersed
through all the countries of Europe. The French tyrant October, 1685.    I was invited to dine at Sir Stephenurch of England, it is certainly, ofes,hat they pretended to do.                                                    J* ^ that he could do none of Worcester he would have no further com-