mother were both great lovers and honourers of clergymen, but all of
Cambridge, and chiefly Doctor Bamberge, Doctor Howlsworth,
Broanbricke, Walley, and Mickelthite, and Sanderson, with many others.
We lived in great plenty and hospitality, but no lavishness in the
least, nor prodigality, and, I believe, my father never drank six
glasses of wine in his life in one day.

About 1641, my brother, William Harrison, was chosen Burgess of ----,
and sat in the Commons' House of Parliament, but not long, for when
the King set up his standard he went with him to Nottingham; yet he,
during his sitting, undertook that my father should lend one hundred
and fifty thousand pounds to pay the Scots who had then entered
England, and, as it seems, were to be both paid and prayed to go home,
but afterwards their plague infected the whole nation, as to all our
sorrows we know, and that debt of my father's remained to him until
the restoration of the King. In 1642 my father was taken prisoner at
his house, called Montague House, in Bishopgate Street, and threatened
to be sent on board a ship with many more of his quality, and then
they plundered his house, but he getting loose, under pretence to
fetch some writings they demanded in his hands concerning the public
revenue, he went to Oxford in 1643, and thereupon the Long Parliament,
of which he was a member for the town of Lancaster, plundered him out
of what remained, and sequestered his whole estate, which continued
out of his possession until the happy restoration of the King.

My father commanded my sister and myself to come to him to Oxford
where the Court then was, but we, that had till that hour lived in
great plenty and great order, found ourselves like fishes out of the
water, and the scene was so changed, that we knew not at all how to
act any part but obedience, for, from as good a house as any gentleman