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Memoirs of Lady Fanshawe, Wife of Sir Richard Fanshawe, bart., ambassador from Charles the Second to the courts of Portugal and Madrid. by Lady Anne Harrison Fanshawe
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of, my husband was forced to appease their mutiny which his
miscarriage caused; and taking out money to pay the seamen, that night
following they broke open one of our trunks, and took out a bag of 60
pounds and a quantity of gold lace, with our best clothes and linen,
with all my combs, gloves, and ribbons, which amounted to near 300
pounds more. The next day, after having been pillaged, and extremely
sick and big with child, I was set on shore almost dead in the island
of Scilly. When we had got to our quarters near the Castle, where the
Prince lay, I went immediately to bed, which was so vile, that my
footman ever lay in a better, and we had but three in the whole house,
which consisted of four rooms, or rather partitions, two low rooms and
two little lofts, with a ladder to go up: in one of these they kept
dried fish, which was his trade, and in this my husband's two clerks
lay, one there was for my sister, and one for myself, and one amongst
the rest of the servants. But, when I waked in the morning, I was so
cold I knew not what to do, but the daylight discovered that my bed
was near swimming with the sea, which the owner told us afterwards it
never did so but at spring tide. With this, we were destitute of
clothes,--and meat, and fuel, for half the Court to serve them a month
was not to be had in the whole island; and truly we begged our daily
bread of God, for we thought every meal our last. The Council sent for
provisions to France, which served us, but they were bad, and a little
of them. Then, after three weeks and odd days, we set sail for the
Isle of Jersey, where we safely arrived, praised be God, beyond the
belief of all the beholders from that island; for the pilot not
knowing the way into the harbour, sailed over the rocks, but being
spring tide, and by chance high water, God be praised, his Highness
and all of us came safe ashore through so great a danger. Sir George
Carteret was Lieutenant-Governor of the island, under my Lord St.
Albans: a man formerly bred a sea-boy, and born in that island, the
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