= SS ee FIRSTMPYEAR Petunia Pepys, her Diary beyng the Journal of a ffirst-year Studente. MONDAY The weather tyresome, discours’d with my parent upon the consideracioun of my retourning to bedd, | mayntayning that more was to be loss’d than gayn’d by venturing forth. Argued ffruit- lessly, and was layte for my morning studdies, which, however, did not distress me, it being Commercial Arte, a poore dry subjeckt. Master Aymess when that goode-fellowe arriv’d, did hepe abuses’ upon our hedds, as usuall, and sett us some tryffling tasque, layter, my labours becoming irksome and Master Aymess absennt, did retyre with some rowdye fellowes, for a bout of hopskotch. As by misschance, allmoast, Milord Charles, ent’ring on some preteckst, did interrupt the revells and us sent skurreying to our playces. Methinks Milorde was disspleas’d at the pranck, for our Mentour retourning—by Godd! How the ffellowe did skowle! Aphternoone, Mistress Melvyn must needs introdouse to us 7 anew medium, passing straynge, call’d Teckstuyre, to which (from alle accountes’) she is mightilie addickted. What promiss’d t’bee a tyresome tasque was enlyven‘d by my snypping from the hemm of Mistress Redden‘s over-garmennt a gudelie patch of muslynn, which was not necessarie to the complecioun of my sampler, but . which proov’d hyghlie diverteing — though methinks it will bee dyfficulte to explaine to my Gentell Mother a monstrouse rentt in my blowse, which was not theyre beefore. TUESDAY Up betimes, and to skule—wheyre found Master Bynnyng, mighty sullen, looking upon a playte of Stylle Lyfe, which he had arrang’d. He, regarding me moodilie, ask’d if it was | who had robb’d him of his Pommygranetts, a charge which | denyed moast strongelie. Methinks he was not connvynst but it did not troubbel me greatlie as am of the opinion that the ffellowe is, at besst, extra- ordinarie uncouth, and not a little ffatuous—silly man, allbeit even now lacking hayr, is attrackted by a naughtye little baggage call’d Rita. Taking her asyde, he, at any opportunitie, discourses at lengthe, upon the excellence of Tintoretto and manie other loftie thynges, alle of which serves to make the foolish miss more impa- cient t’bee gonne. Noon, found some base-ffellowe had ravish’d my hamper, cleaving not so much as a cheese-cake. Sore perturb’d, but sus- peckting the misscreant, boldlie approach’d her and explayning my missfortune requested her to have pytie on my plyghte. She, grundginglie, loan’d me sufficient coyne, knowing well that the fulfillment of this obligacioun would cause me no anxietie. Did not go to Letter, but walk’d forth in the aphternoon to stretch my leggs in the parke. Theyr was surpryz’d and grattify‘d t'fynde the greater parte of my classe, in hygh glee, before the continued on Fourteenth Page following 7 ae RO ae | \ vxnin ee MONDAY The weather tyresome, discours’d with my parent upon the consideracioun of my retourning to bedd, | mayntayning that more was to be loss’d than gayn’‘d by venturing forth. Argued ffruit- lessly, and was layte for my morning studdies, which, however, did not distress me, it being Commercial Arte, a poore dry subjeckt. Master Aymess when that goode-fellowe arriv’d, did hepe abuses’ upon our hedds, as usuall, and sett us some tryffling tasque, layter, my labours becoming irksome and Master Aymess absennt, did retyre with some rowdye fellowes, for a bout of hopskotch. As by misschance, allmoast, Milord Charles, ent’ring on some preteckst, did interrupt the revells and us sent skurreying to our playces. Methinks Milorde was disspleas‘d at the pranck, for our Mentour retourning—by Godd! How the ffellowe did skowle! Aphternoone, Mistress Melvyn must needs introdouse to us anew medium, passing straynge, call’d Teckstuyre, to which (from alle accountes’) she is mightilie addickted. What promiss’d t'bee a tyresome tasque was enlyven’d by my snypping from the hemm of Mistress Redden’s over-garmennt a gudelie patch of muslynn, which was not necessarie to the complecioun of my sampler, but which proov'd hyghlie diverteing — though methinks it will bee dyfficulte to explaine to my Gentell Mother a monstrouse rentt in my blowse, which was not theyre beefore. TUESDAY Up betimes, and to skule—wheyre found Master Bynnyng, mighty sullen, looking upon a playte of Stylle Lyfe, which he had arrang’d. He, regarding me moodilie, ask’d if it was | who had robb’d him of his Pommygranetts, a charge which | denyed moast strongelie. Methinks he was not connvynst but it did not troubbel me greatlie as am of the opinion that the ffellowe is, at besst, extra- ordinarie uncouth, and not a little ffatuous—silly man, allbeit even now lacking hayr, is attrackted by a naughtye little baggage call’d Rita. Taking her asyde, he, at any opportunitie, discourses at lengthe, upon the excellence of Tintoretto and manie other loftie thynges, alle of which serves to make the foolish miss more impa- cient t’bee gonne. Noon, found some base-ffellowe had ravish’d my hamper, leaving not so much as a cheese-cake. Sore perturb’d, but sus- peckting the misscreant, boldlie approach’d her and explayning my missfortune requested her to have pytie on my plyghte. She, grundginglie, loan’d me sufficient coyne, knowing well that the fulfillment of this obligacioun would cause me no anxietie. Did not go to Letter, but walk’d forth in the aphternoon to stretch my leggs in the parke. Theyr was surpryz’d and grattify’d t'fynde the greater parte of my classe, in hygh glee, before the continued on Fourteenth Page following