This is not the Christopher Love who preached at Uxbridge during the Treaty there in 1644; who is now a minister in London, and may again come before us; this is a Cambridge ‘Dr. Love,’ of whom I know nothing. Oliver, as we may gather, had befriended him in the old Cambridge days; nothing hard had befallen him during the reform of that University in 1644. Probably in Baker’s Manuscripts it might be ascertained in what year he graduated, where he was born, where buried; but nothing substantial is ever likely to be known of him,—or is indeed necessary to be known. ‘Mrs. Nutting’ and he were evidently children of Adam, breathing the vital air along with Oliver Cromwell; and Oliver, on occasion, endeavoured to promote justice and kindness between them; and they remain two ‘shadows of small Names.’[1]
Yesterday, Tuesday 13th March, there was question in the Council of State about ‘modelling of the forces that are to go to Ireland’; and a suggestion was made, by Fairfax probably, who had the modelling to do, that they would model much better if they knew first under what Commander they were to go.[2] It is thought Lieutenant-General Cromwell will be the man.
On which same evening, furthermore, one discerns in a faint but an authentic manner, certain dim gentlemen of the highest authority, young Sir Harry Vane to appearance one of them, repairing to the lodging of one Mr. Milton, ‘a small house in Holborn which opens backwards into Lincoln’s Inn Fields’; to put an official question to him there! Not a doubt of it they saw Mr. John this evening. In the official Book this yet stands legible:
‘Die Martis, 13° Martti 1648.’ ‘That it is referred to the same Committee,’ Whitlocke, Vane, Lord Lisle, Earl of Denbigh, Harry Marten, Mr. Lisle, ‘or any two of them, to
