July. 1: The week past, I slept well. my hands dry, my swelling much in my thighs, and cods, above I seem pretty we[ll.] I find not my breath so troublesome as some nights formerly, Mr Livermore preached for me[, heard] of a new plot. said L. Russel and Grey sent to the tower. we shall hear more afterwards [heard] my wife and all the children well at London.