r want my help to save his friend; yet now
he is soliciting me to make another of his friends Queen's Secretary at
Geneva; and I'll do it if I can; it is poor Pastoral Philips.(42)

16. O, why did you leave my picture behind you at t'other lodgings?
Forgot it? Well; but pray remember it now, and don't roll it up, d'ye
hear; but hang it carefully in some part of your room, where chairs and
candles and mop-sticks won't spoil it, sirrahs. No, truly, I will not
be godfather to Goody Walls this bout, and I hope she will have no more.
There will be no quiet nor cards for this child. I hope it will die the
day after the christening. Mr. Harley gave me a paper, with an
account of the sentence you speak of against the lads that defaced the
statue,(43) and that Ingoldsby(44) reprieved that part of it of standing
before the statue. I hope it was never executed. We have got your
Broderick out;(45) Doyne(46) is to succeed him, and Cox(47) Doyne. And
so there's an end of your letter; 'tis all answered; and now I must go
on upon my own stock. Go on, did I say? Why, I have written enough; but
this is too soon to send it yet, young women; faith, I dare not use
you to it, you'll always expect it; what remains shall be only short
journals of a day, and so I'll rise for this morning.--At night. I dined
with my opposite neighbour, Darteneuf; and I was soliciting this day to
present the Bishop of Clogher Vice-Chancellor;(48) but it won't do; they
are all set against him, and the Duke of Ormond, they say, has resolved
to dispose of it somewhere else. Well; little saucy rogues, do not stay
out too late to-night, because it is Saturday night, and young women
should come home soon then.

17. I went to Court to seek a dinner: but the Queen was not at church,
she has got a touch of the gout; so the Court was thin, and I went to
the Coffee-house; and Sir Thomas Frankland and his eldest son and I went
and dined with his son William.(49) I talked a great deal to Sir Thomas
about Manley; and find he is his good friend, and so has Ned Southwell
been, and I hope he will be safe, though all the Irish folks here are
his mortal enemies. There was a devilish bite to-day. They had it, I
know not how, that I was to preach this morning at St. James's Church;
an abundance went, among the rest Lord Radnor, who never is abroad till
three in the afternoon. I walked all the way home from Hatton Garden at
six, by moonlight, a delicate night. Raymond called at nine,