But he kept a diary, and a page of
it had been preserved which referred to the gifts presented to him after
being deprived of his stipend.
1653, _Nov. 30th._--The wife of Will Hodges brought me a fat goose;
Lord, do them good! Edward Cole sent by his daughter a turkey; Lord,
accept it! _Dec. 2nd._--Sara Frowt a dish of butter; accept, Lord!
_Dec. 6th._--Margaret Sitwell would not be paid for 2-1/2 lbs. of
butter; is she not a daughter of Abraham? Father, be pleased to pay
her. Walter Peck sent me, _Dec. 14th_, a partridge, and Mr. Webb the
same day pork and puddings; Lord, forget not! Mrs. Thomasin
Doidge--Lord, look on her in much mercy--_Dec. 19th_, gave me 5s.
_Jan. 25th._--Mrs. Audry sent me a bushel of barley malt for
housekeeping; Lord, smell a sweet savour! Patrick Harris sent me a
shoulder of pork,--he is a poor ignorant man. Lord, pity him!
There was a curious thirteenth-century chest, trapezium in form, and
said to be the only one of that shape in the West of England. It was of
carved oak, and called a treasure chest, because it had a secret recess
at the back where the priest kept a jewel with which he fastened his
robes.
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