Addenda, Queen Elizabeth - Volume 33: November 1596

Calendar of State Papers Domestic: Elizabeth, Addenda 1580-1625. Originally published by Her Majesty's Stationery Office, London, 1872.

'Addenda, Queen Elizabeth - Volume 33: November 1596', in Calendar of State Papers Domestic: Elizabeth, Addenda 1580-1625, (London, 1872) pp. 377-378. British History Online https://www.british-history.ac.uk/cal-state-papers/domestic/edw-eliz/addenda/1580-1625/pp377-378 [accessed 18 April 2024]

November 1596



[Nov. 11.]	65. The Queen to [the officers of Exchequer]. Large sums being required for Ireland, we will you to pay 20,000l. to Sir Henry Wallop, treasurer at war there, of which 15,000 is to be solely for the wages of the army, and 5,000l. for victuals for it, to be monthly defalcated from the wages of the captains and soldiers; he is to forbear payment of all unnecessary concordatums, and to have the usual allowance for portage. [1 page, draft, corrected by Burghley.]
1596 ? Nov. 17. Oxford.	66. Dudley Carleton to John Chamberlain at Dr. Gilbert's. Your letter has much revived me. The ague dealt fairly with me; came every third day; held me three hours hot, and the same cold; lasted three fits; left me three weeks ago, and so in fine, proved a right Tertian, leaving me in more perfect health ever since. I am now ready to undertake any journey, were my state of purse as good. This wholly depends on my brother, whom I have always found ready at my needs, so now I make small doubt of being furnished thereby. He will be with you on Friday; entreat him to send me his mind.
	I would have come to London this week, but have undertaken an exercise which will cause my stay in Oxford until the last of this month. Salute Mr. Eure's safe return; thank him in my behalf, and promise that he shall always find me at his command.
	If you and my brother think I should go before my lady, the fear of sickness will not deter me, yet I am glad I escaped the company of my Lord Ambassador's laundresses, if for no other respects, yet for this, that being at sea, we should have grown so near friends that they would have uttered their stomachs in my bosom. I am ready at the least warning, only my brother must direct my resolutions.
	Oxford affords no news, but the scarcity of all other things has bred a general plenty of good wits. Every known dunce preaches learnedly and wittily, and those at whose hands we expect nothing perform great matters. My fat friend, Mr. Harrison, is much abated by the fury of an ague, which handles him so shrewdly that it makes him now and then pray to God, and talk of Heaven.
	P.S.—One thing I stand in bodily fear of, that if my Lady Mildmay should chance to be in London, my sister Williams, in great love and little discretion, would mar my matters in the making. [1¾ pages.]