June the 26th, I was delivered of a son ten weeks before my time: he
lived some hours, and was christened Richard by our Chaplain, Mr.
Marsden, who performed the ceremony of the Church of England at his
burial, and then laid him in the Parish Church in which we lived, in
the principal part of the chancel.

The Queen sent to condole with me for the loss of my son, and the
Marquees de Castel Melhor, the Marquees de Nica, the Condessa de Villa
Franca, (Donna Maria e Antonia,) with many other ladies, and several
good gentlewomen that were English merchants' wives.

Several times we saw the Feasts of Bulls, and at them had great
voiders of dried sweetmeats brought us upon the King's account, with
rich drinks.

Once we had some dispute about some English Commanders that thought
themselves not well enough placed at the show, according to their
merit, by the King's officers, which did so ill represent it to my
husband that he was extremely concerned at it. Upon notice being given
to the Chief Minister, the Conde de Castel Melhor came from the King
to my husband, after having examined the business, and desired that
there might be no misunderstanding between the King and him, that the
business was only the impertinence of a servant, and that it might so
pass. My husband was well satisfied, and presented his most humble
acknowledgments to the King for his care and favour to him, as well as
the honour he had received. The Conde de Castel Melhor, when he had
finished his visit to my husband, came to my apartment, and told me he
hoped I took no offence at what had passed at the feast, because the
King had heard I was sad to see my husband troubled; assuring me that
his Majesty and the whole Court desired nothing more than that we