And at last our businesses being most spent, we
into Mrs. Mercer's, and there mighty merry, smutting one another
with candle grease and soot, till most of us were like devils.
And that being done, then we broke up, and to my house; and there
I made them drink, and upstairs we went, and then fell into
dancing, (W. Batelier dancing well,) and dressing him and I and
one Mr. Banister (who with my wife come over also with us) like
women; and Mercer put on a suit of Tom's, like a boy, and mighty
mirth we had, and Mercer danced a jigg; and Nan Wright and my
wife and Pegg Pen put on perriwigs. Thus we spent till three or
four in the morning, mighty merry; and then parted, and to bed.
15th. Mighty sleepy; slept till past eight of the clock, and was
called up by a letter from Sir W. Coventry; which among other
things, tells me how we have burned one hundred and sixty ships
of the enemy within the Fly. I up, and with all possible haste,
and in pain for fear of coming late, it being our day of
attending the Duke of York, to St. James's, where they are full
of the particulars; how they are generally good merchant-ships,
some of them laden and supposed rich ships.
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