In 1613 John Turner Lawyer 1613-1689 was born.
In 1650 John Turner Lawyer 1613-1689 (37) and [his wife] Jane Pepys 1623-1686 (27) were married.
In 1652 [his daughter] Theophila Turner 1652-1686 was born to John Turner Lawyer 1613-1689 (39) and [his wife] Jane Pepys 1623-1686 (29).
In or after 1653 [his daughter] Betty Turner 1653- was born to John Turner Lawyer 1613-1689 (40) and [his wife] Jane Pepys 1623-1686 (30).
Diary of Samuel Pepys 03 February 1665. 03 Feb 1665. Up, and walked with my boy (whom, because of my wife's making him idle, I dare not leave at home) walked first to Salsbury Court, there to excuse my not being at home at dinner to [his wife] Mrs. Turner (42), who I perceive is vexed, because I do not serve her in something against the great feasting for her husband's (52) Reading1 in helping her to some good penn'eths, but I care not. She was dressing herself by the fire in her chamber, and there took occasion to show me her leg, which indeed is the finest I ever saw, and she not a little proud of it.
Thence to my Lord Bellasses (50); thence to Mr. Povy's (51), and so up and down at that end of the town about several businesses, it being a brave frosty day and good walking.
Note 1. On his appointment as Reader in Law.
Diary of Samuel Pepys 03 March 1665. 03 Mar 1665. Up, and abroad about several things, among others to see Mr. Peter Honiwood, who was at my house the other day, and I find it was for nothing but to pay me my brother John's (24) Quarterage.
Thence to see [his wife] Mrs. Turner (42), who takes it mighty ill I did not come to dine with the Reader, her husband (52), which, she says, was the greatest feast that ever was yet kept by a Reader, and I believe it was well. But I am glad I did not go, which confirms her in an opinion that I am growne proud.
Thence to the 'Change, and to several places, and so home to dinner and to my office, where till 12 at night writing over a discourse of mine to Mr. Coventry (37) touching the Fishermen of the Thames upon a reference of the business by him to me concerning their being protected from presse. Then home to supper and to bed.
Diary of Samuel Pepys 11 December 1666. 11 Dec 1666. Up, and to the office, where we sat, and at noon home to dinner, a small dinner because of a good supper.
After dinner my wife and I by coach to St. Clement's Church, to [his wife] Mrs. Turner's (43) lodgings, hard by, to take our leaves of her. She is returning into the North to her children, where, I perceive, her husband (53) hath clearly got the mastery of her, and she is likely to spend her days there, which for her sake I am a little sorry for, though for his it is but fit she should live where he hath a mind. Here were several people come to see and take leave of her, she going to-morrow: among others, my Lady Mordant (28), which was [his daughter] Betty Turner (13), a most homely widow, but young, and pretty rich, and good natured.
Thence, having promised to write every month to her, we home, and I to my office, while my wife to get things together for supper. Dispatching my business at the office. Anon come our guests, old Mr. Batelier, and his son and daughter, Mercer, which was all our company. We had a good venison pasty and other good cheer, and as merry as in so good, innocent, and understanding company I could be. He is much troubled that wines, laden by him in France before the late proclamation was out, cannot now be brought into England, which is so much to his and other merchants' loss. We sat long at supper and then to talk, and so late parted and so to bed. This day the Poll Bill was to be passed, and great endeavours used to take away the Proviso.
Diary of Samuel Pepys 26 January 1667. 26 Jan 1667. Up, and at the office. Sat all the morning, where among other things I did the first unkind [thing] that ever I did design to Sir W. Warren, but I did it now to some purpose, to make him sensible how little any man's friendship shall avail him if he wants money. I perceive he do nowadays court much my Lord Bruncker's (47) favour, who never did any man much courtesy at the board, nor ever will be able, at least so much as myself. Besides, my Lord would do him a kindness in concurrence with me, but he would have the danger of the thing to be done lie upon me, if there be any danger in it (in drawing up a letter to Sir W. Warren's advantage), which I do not like, nor will endure. I was, I confess, very angry, and will venture the loss of Sir W. Warren's kindnesses rather than he shall have any man's friendship in greater esteem than mine.
At noon home to dinner, and after dinner to the office again, and there all the afternoon, and at night poor [his wife] Mrs. Turner (44) come and walked in the garden for my advice about her husband (54) and her relating to my Lord Bruncker's (47) late proceedings with them. I do give her the best I can, but yet can lay aside some ends of my own in what advice I do give her. So she being gone I to make an end of my letters, and so home to supper and to bed, Balty (27) lodging here with my brother, he being newly returned from mustering in the river.
Diary of Samuel Pepys 01 August 1667. 01 Aug 1667. Up, and all the morning at the office.
At noon my wife and I dined at Sir W. Pen's (46), only with [his wife] Mrs. Turner (44) and her husband (54), on a damned venison pasty, that stunk like a devil. However, I did not know it till dinner was done. We had nothing but only this, and a leg of mutton, and a pullet or two. Mrs. Markham was here, with her great belly. I was very merry, and after dinner, upon a motion of the women, I was got to go to the play with them-the first I have seen since before the Dutch coming upon our coast, and so to the King's house, to see "The Custome of the Country". The house mighty empty—more than ever I saw it—and an ill play. After the play, we into the house, and spoke with Knipp, who went abroad with us by coach to the Neat Houses in the way to Chelsy; and there, in a box in a tree, we sat and sang, and talked and eat; my wife out of humour, as she always is, when this woman is by. So, after it was dark, we home. Set Knepp down at home, who told us the story how Nell is gone from the King's house, and is kept by my Lord Buckhurst (24).
Then we home, the gates of the City shut, it being so late: and at Newgate we find them in trouble, some thieves having this night broke open prison. So we through, and home; and our coachman was fain to drive hard from two or three fellows, which he said were rogues, that he met at the end of Blow-bladder Street, next Cheapside. So set [his wife] Mrs. Turner (44) home, and then we home, and I to the Office a little; and so home and to bed, my wife in an ill humour still.
Diary of Samuel Pepys 18 August 1667. 18 Aug 1667. Lord's Day. Up, and being ready, walked up and down to Cree Church, to see it how it is; but I find no alteration there, as they say there was, for my Lord Mayor and Aldermen to come to sermon, as they do every Sunday, as they did formerly to Paul's.
Walk back home and to our own church, where a dull sermon and our church empty of the best sort of people, they being at their country houses, and so home, and there dined with me Mr. Turner and his daughter [his daughter] Betty (14)1. Her mother should, but they were invited to Sir J. Minnes (68), where she dined and the others here with me. Betty is grown a fine lady as to carriage and discourse. I and my wife are mightily pleased with her. We had a good haunch of venison, powdered and boiled, and a good dinner and merry.
After dinner comes Mr. Pelling the Potticary, whom I had sent for to dine with me, but he was engaged. After sitting an hour to talk we broke up, all leaving Pelling to talk with my wife, and I walked towards White Hall, but, being wearied, turned into St. Dunstan's Church, where I heard an able sermon of the minister of the place; and stood by a pretty, modest maid, whom I did labour to take by the hand and the body; but she would not, but got further and further from me; and, at last, I could perceive her to take pins out of her pocket to prick me if I should touch her again—which seeing I did forbear, and was glad I did spy her design. And then I fell to gaze upon another pretty maid in a pew close to me, and she on me; and I did go about to take her by the hand, which she suffered a little and then withdrew. So the sermon ended, and the church broke up, and my amours ended also, and so took coach and home, and there took up my wife, and to Islington with her, our old road, but before we got to Islington, between that and Kingsland, there happened an odd adventure: one of our coach-horses fell sick of the staggers, so as he was ready to fall down. The coachman was fain to 'light, and hold him up, and cut his tongue to make him bleed, and his tail. The horse continued shaking every part of him, as if he had been in an ague, a good while, and his blood settled in his tongue, and the coachman thought and believed he would presently drop down dead; then he blew some tobacco in his nose, upon which the horse sneezed, and, by and by, grows well, and draws us the rest of our way, as well as ever he did; which was one of the strangest things of a horse I ever observed, but he says it is usual. It is the staggers. Staid and eat and drank at Islington, at the old house, and so home, and to my chamber to read, and then to supper and to bed.
Note 1. [his daughter] Betty Turner (14), who is frequently mentioned after this date, appears to have been a daughter of Serjeant John Turner (54) and his wife [his wife] Jane (44), and younger sister of [his daughter] Theophila Turner (15) (see January 4th, 6th, 1668-69).
Diary of Samuel Pepys 27 January 1668. 27 Jan 1668. It being weather like the beginning of a frost and the ground dry, I walked as far as the Temple, and there took coach and to White Hall, but the Committee not being met I to Westminster, and there I do hear of the letter that is in the pamphlet this day of the King of France (29), declaring his design to go on against Flanders, and the grounds of it, which do set us mightily at rest.
So to White Hall, and there a Committee of Tangier, but little done there, only I did get two or three little jobs done to the perfecting two or three papers about my Tangier accounts. Here Mr. Povy (54) do tell me how he is like to lose his £400 a-year pension of the Duke of York (34), which he took in consideration of his place which was taken from him. He tells me the Duchesse (30) is a devil against him, and do now come like Queen Elizabeth, and sits with the Duke of York's (34) Council, and sees what they do; and she crosses out this man's wages and prices, as she sees fit, for saving money; but yet, he tells me, she reserves £5000 a-year for her own spending; and my Lady Peterborough (46), by and by, tells me that the Duchesse (30) do lay up, mightily, jewells.
Thence to my Lady Peterborough's (46), she desiring to speak with me. She loves to be taken dressing herself, as I always find her; and there, after a little talk, to please her, about her husband's (46) pension, which I do not think he will ever get again, I away thence home, and all the afternoon mighty busy at the office, and late, preparing a letter to the Commissioners of Accounts, our first letter to them, and so home to supper, where [his daughter] Betty Turner (15) was (whose brother Frank did set out toward the East Indies this day, his father (55) and [his wife] mother (45) gone down with him to Gravesend), and there was her little brother Moses, whom I examined, and he is a pretty good scholar for a child, and so after supper to talk and laugh, and to bed.
In 1686 [his wife] Jane Pepys 1623-1686 (63) died.
In 1689 John Turner Lawyer 1613-1689 (76) died.