Upon the appointment of Lord Sunderland to be Secretary of State, Lady Sunderland writes thus to Evelyn in reply to his congratulations.
"I am most confident of your friendly wishes, and value them extremely. For this honour which the
escorted her to the exhibitions; he took her to dine with his friend. Sir Robert Clayton, on the Lord Mayor's day—"being desired to carry her there on a solemn day, that she might see that Prince of Citizens, who, for the stateliness of his palace, prodigious feasting, and magnificence, had never been exceeded." If there was anything very curious to be seen. Lady Sunderland sent for Evelyn. "I took leave," he says, "in 1672, of my Lady Sunderland, who was going to Paris to my Lord, now Ambassador there. She made me stay dinner at Leycester House, and, after dinner, she sent for Richardson, the fire-eater," &c. &c. Again, "dining with Lady Sunderland, I saw a fellow swallow a knife and divers great pebble-stones, which would make a great rattling one against the other; the knife was in a sheath of horn." [I 1] If Evelyn, or indeed any of her friends, was sick, the next post was sure to bring a letter from Lady Sunderland with a certain cure. Who knows but that the following hint may make the fortune of some physician of this day? "I beg I may hear by the bearer how you do, for indeed I am truly concerned. I likewise desire you will try my receipt; indeed, I have known it do wonders. Just when you find the least grumbling of your fit, have so much new milk ready as will in a bucket come up above the calves of your legs. You must put your legs in as hot as 'tis possible to bear, covering it over with a cloth to keep in the heat. You must also have milk over the
- ↑ Evelyn's Memoirs
