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by a strange people; * on one shoulder, “I invoke the sons of Hagar;” on the other, “I do mine office.” When the king had decyphered these ominous inscriptions, the statue returned to its exercise, the tempest commenced anew, and Roderic retired, to mourn over the predicted evils which approached his throne. He caused the gates of the cavern to be locked and barrieaded; but, in the course of the night, the tower fell with a tremendous noise, and under its ruins concealed for ever the entrance to the mystic cavern. The conquest of Spain by the Saracens, and the death of the unfortunate Don Roderic, fulfilled the prophecy of the brazen statue. Historia verdadera del Rey Don Rodrigo por el sabio Alcayde Abulcacim, traduzeda de la lengua Arabigapor Miquel de Luna, 1654, cap. vi.
Note 13. Stanza xiii.
• Tantamine rem tam negligenter?” says Tyrwhitt, of his predecessor Speight; who, in his commentary on Chaucer, had omitted, as trivial and fabulous, the story of Wade and his boat Guingelot, to the great prejudice ofposterity, the memory of the hero and the boat being now entirely lost. That future antiquaries may lay no such omission to my charge, I have noted one or two of the most current traditions concerning Michael Scott. He was chosen, it is said, to go upon an embassy, to obtain from the King of France satisfaction for certain piracies committed by his subjects upon those of Scotland. Instead of preparing a new equipage and splendid retinue, the ambassador retreated to his study, opened his book, and evoked a fiend in the shape of a huge black horse, mounted upon his back, and forced him to fly through the air towards France. As they crossed the sea, the devil insidiously asked his rider, what it was that the old women of Scotland muttered at bed-time? A less experienced wizard might have answered, that it was the Pater Noster, which would have licensed the devil to precipitate him from his back. But Michael sternly replied, “What is that to thee Mount, Diabolus, and fly!» When he arrived at Paris, he tied his horse to the gate of the palace, entered, and boldly delivered his message. An ambassador, with so little of the pomp and circumstance of diplomacy, was not received with much respect, and the king was about to return a contemptuous refusal to his demand, when Michael besought him to suspend his resolution till he had seen his horse stamp three times. The first stamp shook every steeple in Paris, and caused all the bells to ring; the second threw down three of the towers of the palace; and the infernal steed had lifted his hoof to give the third stamp, when the king rather chose to dismiss Michael, with the most ample concessions, than to stand to the probable consequences. Another time it is said, that, when residing at the tower of Oakwood, upon the Ettrick, about three miles above Selkirk, he heard of the fame of a sorceress, called the witch of Falsehope, who lived on the opposite side of the river. Michael went one morning to put her skill to the test, but was disappointed, by her denying positively any knowledge of the necromantic art. In his discourse with her, he laid his wand inadvertently on the table, which the hag observing, suddenly snatched it up, and struck him with it. Feeling the force of the charm, he rushed out of the house; but, as it had con
| ferred on him the external appearance of a hare, his
servant, who waited without, hallood upon the dis-
Immediately the good old woman, instead of pursuing her domestic occupation, which was baking bread for the reapers, began to dance round the fire, repeating the rhyme, and continued this exercise till her husband sent the reapers to the house, one after another, to see what had delayed their provisions; but the charm caught each as they entered, and, losing all idea of returning, they joined in the dance and chorus. At length the old man himself went to the house; but as his wife's frolic with Mr Michael, whom he had seen on the hill, made him a little cautious, he contented himself with looking in at the window, and saw the reapers at their involuntary exercise, dragging his wife, now completely exhausted, sometimes round, and sometimes through the fire, which was, as usual, in the midst of the house. Instead of entering, he saddled a horse, rode up the hill, to humble himself, before Michael, and beg a cessation of the spell; which the good-natured warlock immediately granted, directing him to enter the house backwards, and, with his left hand, take the spell from above the door; which accordingly ended the supernatural dance. This tale was told less particularly in former editions, and I have been censured for inaccuracy in doing so.-A similar charm occurs in Huon du Bourdeaux, and in the ingenious Oriental tale called the Caliph Pathek.
Notwithstanding his victory over the witch of False hope, Michael Scott, like his predecessor Merlin, fell at last a victim to female art. His wife, or concubine, elicited from him the secret, that his art could ward off any danger except the poisonous qualities of broth, made of the flesh of a breme sow. Such a mess she accordingly administered to the wizard, who died in consequence of eating it; surviving, however, long enough to put to death his treacherous confidant.
Note 14. Stanza xiii. The words that cleft Eildon hills in three, And bridled the Tweed with a curb of stone. Michael Scott was, once upon a time, much embarrassed by a spirit, for whom he was under the necessity of finding constant employment. He commanded him to build a cauld, or dam-head, across the Tweed at Kelso; it was accomplished in one night, and still does honour to the infernal architect. Michael next ordered, that Eildon hills, which was then a uniform cone, should be divided into three. Another night was sufficient to part its summit into the three picturesque
peaks which it now bears. At length the enchanter conquered this indefatigable demon, by employing him in the hopeless and endless task of making ropes out of sea-sand. Note 15. Stanza xvii. That lamp shall burn unquenchably.
Baptista Porta, and other authors who treat of natural magic, talk much of eternal lamps, pretended to have been found burning in ancient sepulchres. Fortunius Licetus investigates the subject in a treatise, De Lucernis antiquorum reconditis, published at Wenice, 1621. One of these perpetual lamps is said to have been discovered in the tomb of Tulliola, the daughter of Cicero. The wick was supposed to be composed of asbestos. Kircher enumerates three different receipts for constructing such lamps, and wisely concludes, that the thing is nevertheless impossible.—Mundus subterraneus, p. 72. Delrio imputes the fabrication of such lights to magical skill.—Disquisitiones Magicae, p. 58. In a very rare romance, which a treateth of the lyfe of Virgilius, and of his death, and many marvayles that he dyd in his lyfe-time, by wychecrafte and nygramancye, throughe the help of the devyls of hell, - mention is made of a very extraordinary process, in which one of these mystical lamps was employed. It seems, that Virgil, as he advanced in years, became desirous of renovating his youth by his magical art. For this purpose he constructed a solitary tower, having only one narrow portal, in which he placed twenty-four copper figures, armed with iron flails, twelve on each side of the porch. These enchanted statues struck with their flails incessantly, and rendered all entrance impossible, unless when Virgil touched the spring which stopped their motion. To this tower he repaired privately, attended by one trusty servant, to whom he communicated the secret of the entrance, and hither they conveyed all the magician's treasure. “ Then sayde Virgilius, my dere beloved friende, and he that I above alle men trust and knowe mooste of my secrete;” and then he led the man into a cellar, where he made a fayer lamp at all seasons burnynge. And then sayd Virgilius to the man, “Se you the barrel that standeth here 2, and he said, Yea: “ Therein must you put me: fyrste ye must slee me, and hewe me smalle to pieces, and cut my hed in iiii pieces, and salte the heed under in the bottom, and then the pieces there after, and my herte in the myddel, and then set the barrel under the lampe, that nyghte and day the fat therein may droppe and leak; and ye shall ix dayes long, ones in the day, fyll the lampe, and fayle nat. And when this is all done, then shall I be renued, and made younge agen.” At this extraordinary proposal, the confidant was sore abashed, and made some scruple of obeying his master's commands. At length, however, he complied, and Virgil was slain, pickled, and barrelled up, in all respects according to his own direction. The servant then left the tower, taking care to put the copper thrashers in motion at his departure. He continued daily to visit the tower with the same precaution. Meanwhile, the emperor, with whom Wirgil was a great favourite, missed him from the court, and demanded of his servant where he was. The domestic pretended ignorance, till the emperor threatened him with death, when at length he conveyed him to the enchanted tower. The same threat extorted a discovery of the mode of stopping the statues from wielding their
flails. “And then the emperour entered into the castle with all his folke, and sought all aboute in every corner after Virgilius; and at the last they soughte so long, that they came into the seller, where they sawe the lampe hang over the barrell where Virgilius lay in deed. Then asked the emperor the man, who had made hym so herdy to put his mayster Virgilius so to dethe ; and the man answered no word to the emperour. And then the emperour, with great anger, drewe out his sworde, and slewe he there Virgilius' man. And when all this was done, then sawe the emperour, and all his folke, a naked childe iii tymes rennynge about the barrell, sayinge these wordes, ‘Cursed be the tyme that ye ever came here!' And with those wordes vanyshed the chylde awaye, and was never sene ageyne; and thus abyd Virgilius in the barrell deed." Pirgilius, bl. let. printed at Antwerpe by John Doesborcke. This curious volume is in the valuable library of Mr Douce; and is supposed to be a translation from the French, printed in Flanders for the English market. See Goujet Biblioth. Franc. ix, 225. Catalogue de la Bibliothèque Nationale, tom. II, p. 5. De Bure, No. 3857.
Note 16. Stanza xxi. He thought, as he took it, the dead man frown'd.
William of Deloraine might be strengthened in this
belief by the well-known story of the Cid Ruy Diaz. When the body of that famous Christian champion was sitting in state by the high altar of the cathedral church of Toledo, where it remained for ten years, a certain malicious Jew attempted to pull him by the beard ; but he had no sooner touched the formidable whiskers. than the corpse started up, and half unsheathed his sword. The Israelite fled; and so permanent was the effect of his terror, that he became Christian.—HEYwood's Hierarchie, p. 480, quoted from Sebastian cobarruvias Crozee.
Note 17. Stanza xxxi. The baron's Dwarf his courser held.
The idea of Lord Cranstoun's goblin-page is taken from a being called Gilpin Horner, who appeared, and made some stay, at a farm-house near the Border mountains. A gentleman of that country has noted down the following particulars concerning his appear. ance:
• The only certain, at least, most probable account, that ever I heard of Gilpin Horner, was from an old man of the name of Anderson, who was born, and lived all his life, at Todshaw-hill, in Eskdale-muir, the place where Gilpin appeared and staid for some time. He said there were two men, late in the evening, when it was growing dark, employed in fastening the horses upon the uttermost part of the ground (that is, tying their fore-feet together, to hinder them from travelling far in the night), when they heard a voice, at some distance, crying, ‘Tint! tint! tint" one of the men, named Moffat, called out, ‘What deil has tint you ? Come here.' Immediately a creature, of something like a human form, appeared. It was surprisingly little, distorted in features, and mis-shapen in limbs. As soon as the two men could see it plainly, they ran home in a great fright, imagining they had met with some goblin. By the way Moffat fell, and it ran over
| Tint signifies lost.
him, and was home at the house as soon as either of them, and staid there a long time; but I cannot say how long. It was real flesh and blood, and ate and drank, was fond of cream, and, when it could get at it, would destroy a great deal. It seemed a mischievous creature; and any of the children whom it could masor, it would beat and scratch without mercy. It was once abusing a child belonging to the same Moffat, who had been so frightened by its first appearance; and he, in a passion, struck it so violent a blow upon the side of the head, that it tumbled upon the ground: but it was not stunned; for it set up its head directly, and ex| claimed, ‘Ah hah, Will o' Moffat, you strike sair' (viz. ore.) After it had staid there long, one evening, when the women were milking the cows in the loan, it was playing among the children near by them, when suddenly they heard a loud shrill voice cry, three times, Gilpin Horner!" It started, and said, ‘That is me, I must away, and instantly disappeared, and was never heard of more. Old Anderson did not remember it, but said he had often heard his father, and other old men in the place, who were there at the time, speak about it; and in my younger years I have often heard it mentioned, and never met with any who had the remotest doubt as to the truth of the story; although, I must own, I cannot help thinking there must be some misrepresentation in it.”—To this account I have to add the following particulars from the most respectable authority. Besides constantly repeating the word tint! tist Gilpin Horner was often heard to call upon Peter Bertram or Be-teram, as he pronounced the word: and when the shrill voice called Gilpin Horner, he immediately acknowledged it was the summons of the said Peter Bertram; who seems therefore to have been the | devil who had tint, or lost, the little imp. As much has been objected to Gilpin Horner, on account of his being supposed rather a device of the author than a popular superstition, I can only say, that no legend which I ever heard seemed to be more universally crelied, and that many persons of a very good rank and considerable information are well known to repose abolute faith in the tradition.
Note 18. Stanza xxxiii.
• Upon the 25th June, 1557, Dame Janet Beautoune
Lady Buccleuch, and a great number of the name of Scott, delaitit (accused) for coming to the kirk of St Mary of the Lowes, to the number of two hundred persons bodin in feire of weire (arrayed in armour), and breaking open the doors of the said kirk, in order to apprehend the laird of Cranstoune for his destruction.” on the oth July, a warrant from the queen is presented, discharging the justice to proceed against the Lady Buccleuch while new calling. Abridgment of looks of Adjournal in Advocates' Library.—The folowing proceedings upon this case appear on the record of the Court of Justiciary: On the 25th of June, 1557, Robert Scott, of Bowhill parish, priest of the kirk of St Mary's, accused of the convocation of the Queen's leges, to the number of 200 persons, in warlike array, with jacks, helmets, and other weapons, and marching to the chapel of St Mary of the Lowes, for the slaughter of Sir Peter Cranstoun, out of ancient feud and malice | Prepense, and of breaking the doors of the said kirk, is
repledged by the archbishop of Glasgow. The bail given by Robert Scott of Allenhaugh, Adam Scott of Burnefute, Robert Scott in Howfurde, Walter Scott in Todshaw.hough, Walter Scott younger of Synton, Thomas Scott of Hayning, Robert Scott, William Scott, and James Scott, brothers of the said Walter Scott, Walter Scott in the Woll, and Walter Scott, son of William Scott of Harden, and James Wemyss in Eckford, all accused of the same crime, is declared to be forfeited. On the same day, Walter Scott of Synton, and Walter Chisholme of Chisholme, and William Scott of Harden, became bound, jointly and severally, that Sir Peter Cranstoun, and his kindred and servants, should receive no injury from them in future. At the same time, Patrick Murray of Fallohill, Alexander Stuart, uncle to the laird of Trakwhare, John Murray of Newhall, John Fairlye, residing in Selkirk, George Tait younger of Pirn, John Pennycuke of Pennycuke, James Ramsay of Cokpen, the Laird of Fassyde, and the Laird of Henderstoune, were all severally fined for not attending as jurors; being probably either in alliance with the accused parties, or dreading their vengeance. Upon the 20th of July following, Scott of Synton, Chisholme of Chisholme, Scott of Harden, Scott of Howpaslie, Scott of Burnfute, with many others, are ordered to appear at next calling, under the pains of treason. But no farther procedure seems to have taken place. It is said, that, upon this rising, the kirk of Saint Mary's was burned by the Scotts.
« At Unthank, two miles N. E. from the church (of Ewes), there are the ruins of a chapel for divine service, in time of popery. There is a tradition, that friars were wont to come from Melrose, or Jedburgh, to bap. tize and marry in this parish; and, from being in use to carry the mass-book in their bosoms, they were called, by the inhabitants, Book-a-bosomes. There is a man yet alive, who knew old men who had been baptized by these Book-a-bosomes, and who says one of them, called Hair, used this parish for a very long time.”—Account of Parish of Elves, apud Macfarlane's M.W.S.
Note 3. Stanza ix.
Glamour, in the legends of Scottish superstition,
means the magic power of imposing on the eye-sight
of the spectators, so that the appearance of an object
shall be totally different from the reality. The trans
formation of Michael Scott by the witch of Falsehope,
already mentioned, was a genuine operation of Glamour.
To a similar charm the ballad of Johnny Fa' imputes the fascination of the lovely countess, who eloped with that gypsey leader: Sae soon as they saw her weel-far'd face They cast the glamour o'er her.
It was formerly used even in war. In 1381, when the Duke of Anjou lay before a strong castle, upon the coast of Naples, a necromancer offered to - make the ayre so thycke, that they within shall thynke that there is a great bridge on the see (by which the castle was surrounded), for ten men to go a front; and whan they within the castle se this bridge, they wil be so afrayde, that they shall yelde them to your mercy. The Duke demanded—Fayre master, on this bridge that ye speke of, may our people go thereon assuredly to the castell. to assayle it?—Syr, quod the enchantour, I dare not assure you that; for if any that passeth on the bridge make the signe of the crosse on hym, all shall go to noughte, and they that be on the bridge shall fall into the see.—Then the Duke began to laugh; and a certain of young knightes, that were there present, said, Syr, for godsake, let the may ster essay his cunning; we shal leve making of any signe of the crosse on us for that tyme.” The Earl of Savoy, shortly after, entered the tent, and recognized in the enchanter the same person who had put the castle into the power of Sir Charles de la Payk, who then held it, by persuading the garrison of the Queen of Naples, through magical deception, that the sea was coming over the walls. The sage avowed the feat, and added, that he was the man in the world most dreaded by Sir Charles de la Payk. - By my fayth, quod the Erl of Savoy, ye say well; and I will that Syr Charles de la Pays shall know that he bath gret wronge to fear you. But I shall assure him of you; for ye shall never do enchauntment to decey've him, nor yet none other. I wolde nat that in tyme to come we shulde be reproached that in so high an enterprise as we be in, wherein there be so many noble knyghtes and squyres assembled, that we shulde do any thyng be enchauntment, nor that we shulde wyn our enemys by suche crafte. Then he called to him a servaunt, and sayd, go and get a hangman, and let him stryke of this mayster's heed without delay; and as sone as the Erl had commaunded it, incontynent it was done, for his hecd was stryken off before the Erle's tent. --Froiss Art, vol. 1, ch. 391, 392.
The art of glamour, or other fascination, was anciently d principal part of the skill of the jongleur, or juggler, whose tricks formed much of the amusement of a Gothic castle. Some instances of this art may be found in the Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border, vol. III, p. 119. In a strange allegorical poem, called the Houlat, written by a dependent of the house of Douglas, about 1452-3, the jay, in an assembly of birds, plays the part of the juggler. His feats of glamour are thus described:
He could wirk windaris, quhat way that he wald;
Note 4. Stanza z. Now, if you ask who gave the stroke, I cannot tell, so mot I thriv It was not given by man alive.
Dr Henry More, in a letter prefixed to Glanville's saducismus Triumphatus, mentions a similar phenomenon.
• I remember an old gentleman in the country, of my acquaintance, an excellent justice of peace, and a piece of a mathematician; but what kind of a philosopher he was, you may understand from a rhyme of his own making, which he commended to me at my taking horse in his yard, which rhyme is this:
Fns is nothing till sense finds out;
Which rhyme of his was so rapturous to himself, that on the reciting of the second verse, the old man turned himself about upon his toe as nimbly as one may observe a dry leaf whisked round in the corner of an or. chard-walk by some little whirlwind. with this philosopher I have had many discourses concerning the immortality of the soul and its distinction; when i have run him quite down by reason, he would but laugh at me, and say, this is logic, H. (calling me by my christian name); to which I replied, this is reason, father L. (for I used, and some others, to call him so); but it seems you are for the new lights, and immediate inspiration, which I confess he was as little for as for the other; but I said so only in way of drollery to him in those times, but truth is, nothing but palpable experience would move him; and being a bold man, and fearing nothing, he told me he had used all the magical ceremonies of conjuration he could, to raise the devil or a spirit, and had a most earnest desire to meet with one. but never could do it. But this he told me, when he did not so much as think of it, while his servant was pulling off his boots in the hall, some invisible hand :ave him such a clap upon the back, that it made all ring again: so, thought he now, I am invited to the converse of my spirit, and therefore, so soon as his boots were off, and his shoes on, out he goes into the yard and next field, to find out the spirit that had given him this familiar clap on the back, but found none neither in the yard nor field next to it.
• But though he did not feel this stroke, albeit he thought it afterwards (finding nothing come of it) a mere delusion; yet not long before his death, it had more force with him than all the philosophical arguments I could use to him, though I could wind him and non-plus him as I pleased ; but yet all my arguinents, how solid soever, made no impression upon him. wherefore, after several reasonings of this nature, whereby I would prove to him the soul's distinction from the body, and its immortality, when nothing of such subtle considerations did any more execution on his mind than some lightning is said to do, though it melts the sword, on the fuzzy consistency of the scabbard— Well, said I, father L., though none of these things move you, I have something still behind, and what yourself has acknowledged to me to be true, that may do the business:–Do you remember the clap on your back when your servant was pulling off your boots in the hall’ Assure yourself, said I, father L., that goblin will be the first that will bid you welcome into the other world. Upon that his countenance changed most sensibly, and he was more confounded with this rubbing up his memory, than with all the rational or philosophical argumentations that I could produce. •
Note 5. Stanza xiii. The running stream dissolved the spell.
It is a firm article of popular faith, that no enchantment can subsist in a running stream. Nay, if you can interpose a brook betwixt you and witches, spectres, or even fiends, you are safe. Burns's inimitable Tam o' shanter, turns entirely upon such a circumstance. The belief seems to be of antiquity. Brompton informs us, that certain Irish wizards could, by spells, convert earthen clods, or stones, into fat pigs, which they sold in the market; but which always reassumed their proPerform, when driven by the deceived purchasers across a running stream. But Brompton is severe on the Irish, for a very good reason, “Gens ista spurcissima non solvunt decimas.--Chronicon Johannis Brompton apud decen Scriptores, p. 1076.
Note 6. Stanza xvii. IIis buckler scarce in breadth a span, No larger fence had be: He never counted him a man Would strike below the knee. Imitated from Drayton's account of Robin Hood and his followers: A bundred variant men had this hrave Robin Hood, Still ready at his call, that bowmen were right good : All clad in Lincoln green, with caps of red and blue, His fellow's winded horn not one of them but knew. when setting to their lips their bugles shrill, The warbling echoes waked from every dale and holl, Their baultiries set with studs athwart their shoulders cast, to which under their arms their shenfs were buckled fast, A short sword at their belt, a bnckler scarce a span, who struck below the knee not counted then a man. Alt made of Spanish yew, their lows were wondrous strong, Th’s not an arrow drew but was a cloth-yard long. of archery they had the very perfect craft, with broad arrow, or but, or prick, or rowing shaft. To wound an antagonist in the thigh, or leg, was reckoned contrary to the law of arms. In a tilt betwixt Gawin Michael, an English squire, and Joachim Cathroe, a Frenchman, - they met at the speare poynts rudely; the French squyer justed right pleasantly ; the Englishman ran too lowe, for he strak the Frenchman depe into the thygh. Wherewith the Erle of Buckingham was right sore displeased; and so were all the other lordes, and sayde how it was shamefully done." Froissant, vol. I, ch. 366–Upon a similar occasion, - the two knvghts came a fote eche against other rudely, with their speares low couched, to stryke eche other
within the foure quarters. Johan of Castell-\lorante | stake the Englysh squyer on the brest in such wyse, that Syr Wyllyam Fermeton stombled and bowed, for | his fore a lyttel fayled him. He helde his speare lowe ! with bothe his handes, and could nat amende it, and strike Sir Johan of the castell-Morante in the thyghe, so that the speare went clene throughe, that the heed was sene a handful! on the other syde. And Syre Johan i with the stroke reled, but he fell nat. Than the Eng
lyshe knightes and squyers were ryūhte sore displeased, and sayde how it was a foule stroke. Syr Wyllyam Fermetone excused himselfe, and sayde how he was sorie of that adventure, and howe that yf he had knowen that it shulde have bene so, he wold never have begon it; sayenge how he could nat amende it, by cause of glaunsing of his fole by constraynt of the great stroke that Syr Johan of the Castell-Morante had given him.” Ibid. ch. 573.
Note 7. Stanza xxiii. And with a charm she staunch'd the blood.
See several charms for this purpose in Reginald Scott's Discovery of IPitchcraft, p. 373. Tom Potts was but a serving man, But yet he was a doctor good; He bound his handkerchief on the wound, And with some kind of words he staunched the blood. Picces of Ancient Popular Poetry, Lond. 1791, p. 31.
Note 8. Stanza xxiii. But she ba, ta'en the broken lance, And wash'd it from the clotted gore, And salved the splinter o'er and o'er.
Sir Kenelm Digby, in a discourse upon the cure by. sympathy, pronounced at Montpellier, before an assembly of nobles and learned men, translated into English by R. white, gentleman, and published in 1658, gives us the following curious surgical case :
... Mr James Howel (well known in France for his public works, and particularly for his Dendrologic, translated into French by Mons. Baudouin) coming by chance, as two of his best friends were fighting in duel, he did his endeavour to part them; and, putting himselfe between them, seized, with his left hand, upon the hilt of the sword of one of the combatants, while, with his right hand, he laid hold of the blade of the other. They, being transported with fury, one against the other, struggled to rid themselves of the hindrance their friend made, that they should not kill one another; and one of them, roughly drawing the blade of his sword, cuts to the very bone the nerves and muscles of Mr Howei's land; and then the other disengaged his hills, and gave a crosse blow on his adversarie's head, which glanced towards his friend, who heaving up his sore hand to save the blow, he was wounded on the back of his hand as he had been before within. It seems some strange constellation reigned then against him, that he should lose so much bloud by parting two such dear friends, who, had they been themselves, would have hazardcq both their lives to have preserved his : but this involuntary effusion of bloud by them, prevented that which they sholde have drawn one from the other. For they, seeing Mr Howel's face besmeared with bloud, by heaving up his wounded hand, they both ran to embrace him ; aud, having searched his hurts, they bound up his land with one of his garters, to close the veins which were cut and bled abundantly. They brought him home, and sent for a surgeon. But this being heard at court, the king sent one of his own surgeons; for his majesty much affected the said Mr Howel.
. It was my chance to be lodged hard by him; and four or five days after, as I was making myself ready, he came to my house, and prayed me to view his wounds; “for I understand, said he that you have extraordi-, nary remedies on such occasions, and my surgeons apprehend some fear that it may grow to a gangrene, and