PArdon me, my buſineſſe now is only to give you the true and plain relation of our Celebrating the Coronation-Day of his Sacred Majeſty, in our City of Bath, which was as followeth. Viz. The firſt on-ſet was at the Houſe of God, by the Bells.

The next by Drums beating and Armed men in three Companies; the firſt the Trained Band, commanded by Lieutenant Walter Gibbs; the ſecond a Volunteer Company, commanded by their Captain, the Loyal and much ſuffering Captain Thomas Gibbs; the third a Volunteer Company of ſixty men out of his Majeſties Loyal and much ſuffering Pariſh of Weſton, commanded by their Loyal Captain, Captain Iohn Sheppard.

Theſe ſtanding in order, made a Lane for theſe Perſons following, (viz.) Firſt, the Maior, who declared his high Loyalty, and expreſſed himſelf with much alacrity for the great honour which he lately received from his Majeſtie in kiſſing his Royal hand, and his acquitting him of ſome Aſperſions lately caſt upon him. He with the Aldermen in Scarlet Gowns; our Loyal, Faithfull and Learned Miniſter, Mr. Iames Maſters; the Common Council, and other Officers in black Gowns, according to Order, with many other Loyal Perſons, went to our great Church, and entring into the Churchyard were received by the Foot Companies with God ſave the King, they expreſſing themſelves, with Life and all to ſerve his Majeſtie. The Maior and his Company taking their places in the Church, the Trained Bands keeping their ſtations, Mrs. Maioreſs, the Aldermens Wives, with many other Gentlewomen enter the Churchyard, before whom marched about Four hundred Virgins, moſt in white Waſtcoats and green Petticoats, going two and two, each two bearing aloft upon their hands gilded Crowns, Crowns made of Flowers, and Wreathes made of Laurel mixed with Tulips, which I think were thoſe Lillies of which our Saviour ſaid, that Solomon in all his glory was not clothed like one of theſe. Theſe uſhered Mrs. Maioreſſe to her ſeat in the Church, and were uſhered themſelves by two young Champions, with Swords drawn, all crying out, God ſave the King, and continued in the Church till Sermon was ended, which was preached by our Learned Mr. Maſters, the Text taken out of Matthew 22. and ver. 21. The Sermon, if not put in Print, willl be much wrong to his Majeſty, and all his Subjects; wherefore you may doe good ſervice, if you will deſire his Majeſty to command Mr. Maſters to put it in Print. The Sermon ended, Maſter Mayor, his Company, with the Foot Soldiers, marched to the Conduit, there being preſented out of the Conduit with a Health to the King in Wine, which they all drank; the loud Muſick plaid before them. From thence they went to the Guild-Hall, and there drank another Health to the King, at which time there were four Streamers bearing the Kings Armes, and the Royal Oak mounted upon the four Pinacles of the Hall. All this while Mrs. Mayoreſs was not idle; for ſhe, her company, her Amazons and their Champions, marched to the Conduit, and from thence to the Mayors houſe, as he himſelf had led the way with his Train, who gave him a Volley of ſhot, as they had done before when he came out of the Church, this laſt receiving much honour by the addition of the Volunteer Troops of that moſt Loyal Knight Sir William Baſſet. The Maior entred his houſe, whom Mrs. Maioreſſe followed with all her Maiden guards, to all whom was given Cake and Wine, drinking a Health to the King upon their Knees, which was begun by Mr Mayor and Mrs. Mayoreſs. After which the Mayor and his Company marched before the Souldiers through all the City, rendring Acclamations of Ioy. In like manner did Mrs. Mayoreſſe with her Female Royalliſts. And thus was the whole day ſpent, and that with as much alacrity, as I think can ſcarce be parallel'd. The night being come, ſome houres were ſpent in Fire-works, after which each Loyal Soul betook himſelf to his home, whom the Muſick of the Bells brought to quiet reſt.

And thus ended this joyfull day, for which I ſhall dayly pray to the Almighty to continue us thankfull hearts, and that his Sacred Majeſtie may have a long and proſperous Reign, that his Friends may dayly increaſe, and all his Enemies may be confounded, concluding with the words of our Loyal Miniſter, God ſave the King, and let all the people ſay Amen. Theſe ſhall be the never ceaſing prayers of his Majeſties meaneſt, yet very loyal Subject till death;