the landlord, with whom he had lived, came into England with him, and both were made very welcome at his father’s house, he not knowing that he was a minister. At last the father caught the French gentleman and his son at prayers together, and was angry; paid him what was due to him, and sent him away. Then his father having an interest with a person of quality, a great lady at Whitehall, and his son by his education being accomplished for such an employ, prevailed with that lady to take his son for her gentleman or attendant. He thought by a court life to drive away his melancholy, as he called his son’s seriousness in religion. The lady had many servants, some given to swearing and rudeness, whom this young gentleman would reprove, with that prudence and gravity, that sin fell down before him; and if any of the servants had been ill-employed, and heard him coming, they would Say—Let us cease, or begone, Mr. Studley is coming. After a year’s time, his father waited upon the lady, to enquire of his son’s conduct.—She answered, that she was glad she had seen his son’s face: he had wrought a mighty reformation in her family; she that had formerly been troubled with unruly servants, by his prudent carriage it was now as quiet in her house as if she lived in a private family in the country. At this the father stormed. What, will he make puritans in Whitehall? He told the lady that was no place for his son; he would take him with him; which to her grief he did. When he had him at home in Kent, as his last refuge, he thought of marrying him; and to that end found out a match which he thought fit for his ends, to stifle that work of religion in his son. He bade him one night put on his clothes early in the morning, and ordered his servant to make ready their horses and himself, to wait upon them. When they were riding on the way, he bade the man ride before, and spake to his son to this purpose:—Son, you have been the cause of great grief to me; and having used many means to reclaim you from the way you are in to no purpose, I have one more remedy to apply, in which if you comply with me I shall settle my estate upon you, else you shall never enjoy a groat of it. I am riding to such a gentleman’s house, to whose daughter I intend to marry you. The son said little, knowing that family to be profane, but went with his father, who before had made way there. They were entertained nobly; he had a sight of the young lady, a great beauty, and the young man fell much in love with her. When they had taken their leave, on his way his father asked him, What he thought of her? He answered, No man living but what must be taken with such an one, he feared she would not like him. The father was glad it had taken, and bid him take no care for that. The wooing was not long; at three weeks end they both came to London to buy things for the wedding. The father had charged, that in the time of the wooing in that