This Day in History: January 1st- Pepys’ First

This Day In History: January 1, 1660

PepysThe fifth of eleven children (and the first child of his parents to survive to adulthood) born to a London tailor, Samuel Pepys ultimately became a senior Naval officer, Member of Parliament, and President of the Royal Society. On the side, he wrote a rather famous diary that would become arguably the most celebrated in history. His first entry in that diary occurred on January 1, 1660. So what makes a relatively low-born man’s diary such compelling reading today? Not only did Pepys live during a fascinating time in English history that he reports with amazing attention to even the smallest details, but he is also an indispensable source of information, and gossip, about the personal lives of the movers and shakers of the day, while providing a wealth of data on how exactly upper-middle class Englishman of the era lived their day to day lives.

Although 26-year-old Pepys only kept his diary for nine years, during that time the English experienced the Civil War, The execution of King Charles I, the Restoration of the Monarchy and the return of King Charles II, the Plague, and the Great Fire of London. Pepys was a relatively prominent eyewitness to all of these historic events, and chronicles them, along with his own shenanigans, in the same matter-of-fact yet entertaining prose.

While much of the diary was written in common short hand, Pepys also devised a mixture of Spanish, French and other languages as a sort of code meant to disguise his penchant for ripping the bodices of women who weren’t Mrs. Pepys. You see, when Pepys began his diary he had a lovely young wife named Elizabeth who he seemed to deeply care for… But love didn’t keep him from lusting after other women, nor did it keep him from acting on these desires- serving wenches, ladies maids and the like were particularly unsafe from receiving a bum pinch – or worse – from the lascivious Pepys. Despite all this, there were many entries in his diary akin to this one: “Lay long in my bed with my wife, merry and pleasant.”  After her death in 1669, he also never remarried and thirty four years later at his request was buried next to her.

Beyond his personal life, it is fascinating to read his first-hand accounts of the events that forever shaped London. For instance, during the Plague, Pepys chose to stay in the city rather than flee to the countryside unlike most other people with the means to do so. He remained and did service in the Navy, which greatly advanced his career. The sights of the plague pits and all the dead saddened him greatly, but he wrote in his diary (presumably referencing the fact that his personal fortune almost quadrupled in this particular year): “I have never lived so merrily (besides that I never got so much) as I have done this plague-time.”

At the same time, he also noted, “But, Lord! how sad a sight it is to see the streets empty of people, and very few upon the ‘Change. Jealous of every door that one sees shut up, lest it should be the plague; and about us two shops in three, if not more, generally shut up.”

During London’s Great Fire, Pepys was one of the first to notice the blaze and high-tailed it to Whitehall to warn the King. In his diary, he described

“I [went] down to the water-side, and there got a boat and through bridge, and there saw a lamentable fire. Poor Michell’s house, as far as the Old Swan, already burned that way, and the fire running further, that in a very little time it got as far as the Steeleyard, while I was there. Everybody endeavouring to remove their goods, and flinging into the river or bringing them into lighters that layoff; poor people staying in their houses as long as till the very fire touched them, and then running into boats, or clambering from one pair of stairs by the water-side to another. And among other things, the poor pigeons, I perceive, were loth to leave their houses, but hovered about the windows and balconys till they were, some of them burned, their wings, and fell down. Having staid, and in an hour’s time seen the fire: rage every way, and nobody, to my sight, endeavouring to quench it, but to remove their goods, and leave all to the fire, and having seen it get as far as the Steele-yard, and the wind mighty high and driving it into the City; and every thing, after so long a drought, proving combustible, even the very stones of churches, and among other things the poor steeple by which pretty Mrs.————lives, and whereof my old school-fellow Elborough is parson, taken fire in the very top, and there burned till it fell down…”

Unfortunately for historians, Pepys began to notice his eyesight was diminishing somewhat in 1669 and decided it was due to so much reading and writing.  As a result, he hired clerks to write for him instead.  Needless to say, given how extremely candid he was being in his diary about every facet of his life and gossip he’d heard, having a clerk write it down seemingly wasn’t an appealing option for him and he ceased making journal entries, though did take special care to preserve his previous entries- not to show anyone in his lifetime, but seemingly haven written them for future generations to read. This is all particularly tragic given that he went on to live all the way to 1703!

In the end, one of the most enjoyable things about Pepys’s diary is the mix of the historical with the personal and the extreme, unfiltered detail in all of it, even once noting his cat had woken him up and another time explicitly discussing a time when his wife caught him “imbracing the girl con [with] my hand sub [under] su [her] coats; and endeed I was with my main [hand] in her cunny…”

We all know the events he’s referring to (well, at least the historic ones), but to read them in the context of someone’s life at the time (and what a life!) brings it home in a way that’s so much fun it’s almost – indecent.

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  • Les

    While alone abed he heard a scratching,fearful of burglars he hid under the covers and wondered why
    his wife or maid did not investigate ,only to find that it was his dog ‘seeking a lodging for the night’