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            <p>THE PLOT in a DREAM: OR, THE DISCOVERER IN <hi>Maſquerade.</hi>
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            <p>IN A Succinct Diſcourſe and Narrative of the late and preſent Deſigns of the <hi>Papiſts</hi> againſt the <hi>King</hi> and <hi>Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment.</hi>
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            <p>Illuſtrated with Copper Plates.</p>
            <p>By PHILOPATRIS.</p>
            <q>Fictae Religioni ficta decent.</q>
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               <hi>LONDON,</hi> Printed by <hi>T. Snowden</hi> for <hi>John Hancock</hi> and <hi>Enoch Proſſer,</hi> and are to be ſold at their Shops at the <hi>Three Bibles</hi> next Popes-Head Alley over againſt the Royal Exchange in Cornhil, and at the <hi>Roſe and Crown</hi> in Swe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>things Alley at the Eaſt end of the Royal Exchange in Cornhil. 1681.</p>
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            <head>THE BOOKSELLER TO THE READER.</head>
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               <salute>Courteous Reader,</salute>
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            <p>THe ingenious Author wants neither Wit nor Eloquence, to recom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mend this delightful <hi>Mirror</hi> of the <hi>Popiſh Plot</hi> to thy acceptance; but his great humility reſtrains him from doing that Juſtice to himſelf, and kindneſs to me. Yet rather then ſo fair a Birth
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ſhould periſh in the bringing forth, ſo curious a Work lie by for want of a few good words, I reſolved to ſay ſomewhat my ſelf: and not onely for the Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thors praiſe, but a little for my own profit.</p>
            <p>I know what hath been ſaid in ſome Prefaces, of the bottomleſs deſerts of ſome Writings to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive the Credulous World. And it is eaſie to ſay more in a Page, than you ſhall find true in a vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lume. But my deſign is not to ſwell this Book or thine expecta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, by a prolix and undeſerved Encomium. My purpoſe is on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly to beſpeak thy Faith, as the Author (I doubt not) hath plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed
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nor a damnable black and blou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy Plot againſt our King, Laws, Lives, and Religion more fully diſcovered, and fairly repreſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, than you do in this Viſion. To conclude, If thine eyes be ſhut, this Viſion will open them; if open, it will delight them. What thou ſeeſt in it, or by it intended, but defeated; deſigned, but diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered; let it excite thy praiſes to that God, whoſe <hi>All-ſeeing</hi> eye beholds, and whoſe <hi>infinite power and wiſdom</hi> bounds the <hi>Rage,</hi> and baffles the Counſels of theſe wic<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ked <hi>Achitophels.</hi> Neither do thou ceaſe to pray, that the ſame <hi>Jeho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vah</hi> would evermore mightily de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fend our <hi>Gracious Sovereign,</hi> this
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great and populous <hi>City,</hi> the whole Kingdom, and all the Churches of God both at home and abroad, from <hi>Hells</hi> Rage and <hi>Romes</hi> Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligion, till Chriſt ſhall come in glory to judge that <hi>Scarlet Whore,</hi> and give us and all his Saints a clearer Viſion of that <hi>Myſtery of Iniquity</hi> than the World ever had, or ſhall have till that day.</p>
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               <salute>Farewel.</salute>
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            <head>To the Ingenious Dreamer.</head>
            <l>TIs well, when others with their <hi>waking</hi> Wit,</l>
            <l>Won't ſee a <hi>Plot,</hi> that Dreams diſcover it;</l>
            <l>When our grave <hi>Narratives</hi> grow out of date,</l>
            <l>You lend brisk <hi>Fa<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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            <l>Its <hi>Memory:</hi> Pray take the other <hi>Nap,</hi>
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            <l>And dream who would our <hi>Phileroy</hi> intrap.</l>
            <l>What yet I ſaw is but the <hi>midnight</hi> Theam,</l>
            <l>But hope ere long to ſee a <hi>Morning</hi> Dream</l>
            <l>That will reveal not onely what is <hi>paſt,</hi>
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            <l>But what concluſion they'l come to at <hi>laſt.</hi>
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            <l>Servile <hi>Applauſes</hi> to no man I owe,</l>
            <l>Yet on your <hi>Dream</hi> my Verdict, Ile beſtow,</l>
            <l>More Truth nor better Senſe no Dreamer ſpake,</l>
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               <hi>But Sir you dream as if you were awake.</hi>
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               <signed>Your unknown Friend, <hi>T. D</hi>
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            <head>Ad Authorem Epigramma.</head>
            <l>Heu! quam grande nefas haec dira inſomnia narrant?</l>
            <l>Ni fallor, verè, ſomniat hic, vigilans.</l>
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            <head>THE PLOT in a DREAM: OR The Diſcoverer in Maſquerade.</head>
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               <head>CHAP. I.</head>
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                  <p>The <hi>Author</hi> in a <hi>Viſion</hi> travelling over the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Countries, arrives at <hi>Strom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bolo</hi> (the ſuppoſed place of <hi>Purgatory</hi>) in company with ſome <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Travel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lers; There they met with an <hi>Apparition</hi> talking to it ſelf about the preſent <hi>Plot;</hi> A pleaſant paſſage of the fright the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politans</hi> were put into by the <hi>Apparition,</hi> and their flight upon it. The <hi>Apparition</hi> proves to be <hi>Phileroy,</hi> the <hi>Diſcoverer</hi> of the <hi>Plot,</hi> and an acquaintance of the Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thor's; upon renewing their acquaintance, <hi>Phileroy,</hi> diſcourſes with him concerning the <hi>Plot,</hi> and of his end in coming thither,
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which was to attend a <hi>Conſult</hi> there hol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den by the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> and his <hi>Emiſſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries,</hi> about carrying on their Deſigns a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt <hi>Albonia:</hi> Their arrival at the place of the <hi>Conſult:</hi> A deſcription of the place: The Author placed on <hi>Phileroy</hi>'s Apartment, where <hi>incognito,</hi> he takes his Obſervations.</p>
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               <p>BEing naturally delighted in reading of Forein Peregrinations and Obſerva<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of the different Manners and Cuſtoms of ſtrange Countries, I was one night mu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing upon ſuch Subjects, till ſleep (the Ape of Reaſon) had diſpoſſeſt me of my conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dering faculty, and turn'd it wholly into Imagination and Fancy; by the force of which on the ſudden I was carried into the Hyſperian Countries, where having ſtaid a ſmall time to remarque ſome moſt noted Obſervables of that <hi>Catholick Region</hi> (me-thoughts) I approacht towards the Sea-coaſt, and finding a Veſſel ready, did (ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving agreed for hire) therein imbarque my ſelf for <hi>Italy,</hi> the principal of the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan</hi> Countries, and thence to return again to <hi>Chriſtendom,</hi> having paſt the <hi>Fretum Gaditanum,</hi> and entred into the <hi>Levant,</hi> we were by force of Winds
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carried to the utmoſt parts of <hi>Italy,</hi> a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt the burning Iſlands; the chiefeſt of which is <hi>Strombolo,</hi> commonly af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firmed by the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> of thoſe Countries to be the Jaws of <hi>Hell,</hi> and that therein the damned ſouls are tormented; here, notwithſtanding the frightfulneſs of ſuch Reports, we were forced to put in for a Refuge againſt the Storm; and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving landed our ſelves at the foot of that burning Mountain, I and ſome of our Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany had a mind to aſcend it, to ſee the curioſities of that feigned <hi>Incendium.</hi> We had by leiſurely and winding Aſcents ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rived to near three parts of the way, when in a ſolitary by-way amongſt a queach of buſhes, we diſcovered ſomething in the ſhape of a black man, ſoftly moving be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore us; I and my company were, I muſt confeſs, ſomewhat ſtartled and ſurprized to ſee any thing like humane in that deſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>late and uninhabited Region, and therefore concluded it muſt be ſome <hi>Devil</hi> or other that was ſent out as a Scout to ſurprize ſuch unwary paſſengers as our ſelves; or elſe ſome poor Purgatory Soul (that by the power of Maſſes) had got leave to cool himſelf in the open Air: My Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny were at the point of turning back again
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in a fright, but I perſuaded them againſt it, telling them, if it were the Devil, it were more ſafe to reſiſt him, than to fly; whereupon they all beſides my ſelf being <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> began to croſs themſelves a main, to rattle their Beads, and to mutter over their <hi>Ave Maries</hi> at ſuch a rate, that for my part, though I could not forbear ſmiling at their folly, yet I was more afraid of ſuch their ridiculous incantations, than of the ſuppoſed Devil: The beſt on't was, all this while his back was towards us, and his poſture rather ſtanding than progreſſive, taking his ſteps ſo leiſurely, as if ſome weighty notions in his head had retarded the motion of his heels: By this means we hop'd to avoid his ſight of us, and proceeded forward, when on the ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den we heard him (who had hitherto kept ſilence) break out into theſe expreſſions, which he utter'd with ſomewhat a low, but earneſt voice, and plain enough to be heard [Oh <hi>Albonia, Albonia,</hi> Dear <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonia,</hi> What will become of thee?] The Company heard the words as well as I, out underſtood them not, being ſpoke in the <hi>Albonian</hi> Language, which being my own native Dialect, made me wonder much more, and to be more attentive to
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what follow'd, which after a ſhort pauſe was this; [Here's a <hi>Plot</hi> indeed with <hi>Hell</hi> and deſtruction at the beginning and end on't—Now the <hi>Devil</hi> take the <hi>Plot,</hi> and <hi>Hell</hi> take Devil, Plot, Plotters, and all, I'le get rid of them as ſoon as with ſafety I can, and diſcover, and then let their <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vilſhips</hi> do their worſt, I will put my ſelf under the protection of the <hi>Albonian Prince,</hi> &amp; defie their malice; and as I have now opportunity to know, I ſhall be then as well able to countermine their deſigns. Theſe expreſſions I heard and underſtood, but were as myſterious to me as a <hi>Del<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phian Oracle:</hi> My Company were ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>priz'd too, to hear what they underſtood not; and imagining by my attention, and ſome alterations they diſcerned in my looks, that I might underſtand the <hi>Lin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gua,</hi> they deſired me for once to be ſo kind to them, as to be <hi>Interpreter</hi> for the <hi>Devil;</hi> but I excuſed my ſelf with a <hi>Pardonne moy Meſſieurs;</hi> I told them I had not been bred up long enough in the Infernal Countries, to underſtand any more of their <hi>Lingua</hi> than themſelves—The truth is, hearing talk of <hi>Plots,</hi> and my own dear Native Country of <hi>Albonia</hi> named, I was unwilling (till I could be bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter
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and that his office was to ſeize upon all Waiſs and Strays that he found there as forfeits to the Lord of the Soil, that finding us ſuch, his commiſſion was pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently to uncaſe us of our Bodies, and to faggot up our Souls together, and carry them to <hi>Limbus.</hi> Dreadfully did theſe words ſound in the Ears of the poor tremb<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> who needed no o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther diſanimation than their own fears, who thus hearing their doom, and know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing no way to avoid it, did pitifully re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>queſt one boon only of the <hi>Apparition</hi> before their ſeizure, That he would give them leave to return back to their Veſſel, that brought them thither to ſend away Letters to their friends to ſay <hi>Maſſes</hi> and <hi>Dirges</hi> for them (when in <hi>Purga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tory</hi>) for their releaſment. This their re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>queſt, urged with their pitiful looks and behaviour, was at laſt granted upon their ſolemn <hi>Paroll</hi> given of returning back to the ſame place, as ſoon as they had ſent away their diſpatches; and leaving one of the Company in <hi>hoſtage</hi> for the return of the reſt, and for this we were to caſt lots, which we did; and the Lot fell upon me— The truth is, I had no ſuch pretence to make for my ſelf as they had, and joyned
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not with them in theirs: I had ſecurity of better means to preſerve my ſelf againſt the Infernal Powers, than Maſſes and ſuch fopperies: Neither indeed did I much dread them, having a ſtrong perſuaſion grounded upon reaſons beſt known to my ſelf, that this whole Scene which appear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to them ſo <hi>Tragical,</hi> was no other than meer <hi>Figment</hi> and deluſion. Well, thus I was left, and my Companions having received their <hi>Manumiſſion,</hi> turned down the Hill ſwifter than they intended to return, which indeed they never did, as the <hi>Apparition</hi> upon our after-ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaintance told me pleaſantly he expect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed not they ſhould; notwithſtanding they had pawn'd their Words and Oaths to boot for it; for he told me their Religion was ſuch, that they could eaſily diſpenſe with ſuch things; and as they ſtick not to break their words with Hereticks, ſo nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther would they keep it with the Devil himſelf, except it were to ſerve him on their own deſigns—<hi>Timor addidit alas,</hi> the ſource of a Torrent from the fall of a pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipice was not more ſwift than their mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion in their retreat, <hi>they</hi> ran as if the <hi>Devil</hi> (indeed) had drove them. After they were gone, and I left alone with my
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                  <hi>Guardiane</hi>—I perceived his Eyes ſted<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faſtly fixt upon me, but knew not the meaning of it, till he reſolved me by the kindneſs of an affectionate Embrace, and calling me by the term of his dear Friend and Countryman <hi>Philopatris,</hi> and at the ſame time upon more ſtrict obſervance of his voice and features, I knew I was in the Arms of my old Friend <hi>Phileroy</hi>— I was glad, you may conceive, to find an old Friend in a New Soil, which (upon his requeſt) I informed him how I came to Land upon, with a ſhort Hiſtory of my Adventures in the Neighbouring Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tries; but being eſpecially deſirous to know how things ſtood in <hi>Albonia,</hi> I ſatisfied him that I left all things well, that we enjoyed the benefit which our Neighbours round about us were de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prived of, of a ſecure and happy Peace— <hi>God</hi> grant it be ſo, quoth he, and that it may continue. But I fear it will be too ſoon diſturbed by that Curſed <hi>Plot</hi> that is now hatching againſt them—Hearing again the name of a <hi>Plot,</hi> I could not be much diſturbed in my mind, till I underſtood what he meant by it. I knew <hi>Phileroy</hi> of old to be no Flaſh, or one that would ſpeak things unadviſedly, or at Random, and therefore deſired him at once to heal
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my fears and curioſity, by explaining his meaning—But what, quoth <hi>Phileroy,</hi> Is indeed the name of a <hi>Plot</hi> ſo ſtrange a thing to you, that you ſeemed ſo ſurprized at the hearing of it? Heard you no rumors of it in <hi>Albonia</hi> before you left it? Not a word, quoth I—nor any ſuſpicion or jealouſies, replied he, of a Party there lurk<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing upon deſign to take off the <hi>Prince,</hi> and ſubvert the Government? <q>
                     <hi>Forbid it Heavens,</hi> quoth I again, (then in a great paſſion) That our Dear <hi>Albonia</hi> ſhould harbour any ſuch Vipers in her Bowels. You know full well, Dear <hi>Phileroy,</hi> how well we are ſecured a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt any fears of ſuch Attempts by the graciouſneſs of the <hi>Prince,</hi> and happy Conſtitution of the Government we live under: It is Tyranny and Oppreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion that firſt raiſes diſcontents, and then puts factious ſpirits upon deſigns of <hi>Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bellion;</hi> but as there are no ſuch grounds amongſt us to provoke to ſuch deſigns, ſo we the leſs fear any to attempt, except the <hi>Devil</hi> himſelf ſhould raiſe any Curſed-Inſtruments that out of meer Envy to our happineſs, ſhould go about to deſtroy it. To ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe any ſuch Inteſtine Monſters lurking amongſt our ſelves, that ſhould go about
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to diſturb that bleſſed Peace and Tran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quillity we enjoy, were to conclude men Enemies to their own good, as well as their Country's, in whoſe welfare they are joynt-ſharers. You know we are an United <hi>Chriſtian Kingdom</hi> under a <hi>Chriſtian Prince,</hi> whoſe prerogative it is to be <hi>Scutum Fidei</hi> both to us and the Chriſtian World: And though it be our unhappineſs to have ſome Parties a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt us, that out of reſpect of Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcience do diſſent from others in ſome leſſer matters, relating to Modes and Ceremonies of Worſhip, yet as the Principles of that <hi>Religion</hi> (wherein we are all united) does bind them; ſo al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſo, the clemency and moderation of our <hi>Prince</hi> has farther obliged them to their duty and obedience by thoſe in-indulgencies which he has graciouſly al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed them againſt the ſeverities of the Laws againſt them. And though contrary to the <hi>Princes</hi> inclination, ſome ill men have gone about malici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ouſly to exaſperate ſome of them by forcing the Edge of thoſe Laws againſt them; yet the Experience of now above twenty years, has confirmed us, that there hath no ſuch <hi>Plots</hi> or Attempts
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on their parts been attempted. And this <hi>Phileroy</hi> is ſo well known to you, that I may ſuppoſe theſe are not the Parties you mean for the Plotters</q>—No, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed <hi>Phileroy,</hi> yet thoſe perſons that are the real Plotters, have laid their de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign ſo, as to endeavour to repreſent them ſuch, and ſo to <hi>Sham</hi> it off themſelves— But ſeeing we are ſo happily met in a ſtrange place, and have opportunity to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe things ſo material to the welfare of our ſelves and Country; let us quit our Station, and walk on; for I know you have a curioſity of ſeeing that place, which your timorous Companions are ſo glad they are freed from. I will diſcourſe theſe things more fully to you by the way, and withal the reaſon of my coming hither, and ſtay here; with all my heart, cryed I— So we proceeded, he leading the way through ſolitary by paths, ſtill leiſurely aſcending. We had not gone far, nor en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tred into any farther talk before we were attacqued with the noiſe of a great ſhout from the top of the <hi>Flaming Moun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain,</hi> and after that a roaring kind of noiſe, like the bellowings of a Bull; at which I ſtartled, being frightfully poſſeſt with an apprehenſion that I ſhould be put
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to encounter with <hi>Monſters</hi> or <hi>Devils,</hi> if I proceeded farther. I expected indeed that my Friend <hi>Phileroy</hi> (that I knew was neither Witch nor Conjurer) ſhould be ſcared as well as I—but inſtead thereof I was ſurpriz'd to ſee him fall into a loud fit of Laughter, asking me pleaſantly what was the matter? The matter (quoth I) Are you ſo danger-proof to make a jeſt of theſe things? Heard you not the ſhouts and hollowings juſt now over our heads, together with the bellowings of a <hi>Bull:</hi> For my part I am apt to think now in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed, that I am in the <hi>Devil</hi>'s Country, and that ſome of his Scouts, having diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered our Arrival, are gone to inform the Garriſon of it, to come and ſeize us: Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage man (replyed <hi>Phileroy</hi> ſtill laugh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing) I thought you, being a Chriſtian, had been <hi>Devil-proof,</hi> tho your Companions, the <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> were not; you are more afraid than hurt, I will aſſure you: And to evidence this to you, I will endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour to releaſe you from your frights and aſtoniſhments by this ſhort Narra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tive, wherein (to prevent farther que<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtions) I will <hi>firſt</hi> acquaint you with the Cauſe of my coming hither; you know, when I left <hi>Albonia</hi> about two years
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ſince I deſigned to travel into the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politan</hi> Countries, not to learn their Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligion, but to obſerve their Manners, and to ſatisfie my curioſity concerning their Policies, and thoſe things which are ſo commonly reported of them in our Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try. Having with little ſtay poſted over the Adjacent Countries, I came to <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>polis</hi> it ſelf, the place where I intended to make my Reſidence; there the <hi>Arch-Flammin,</hi> or <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> of the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitans</hi> keeps his Court; I had a great deſire to inform my ſelf of the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent State of it, and of thoſe grand Affairs that were there managed relating to the <hi>Petropolitan-Weal,</hi> by the <hi>Grand-Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhop</hi> and his <hi>Scarlet Senate.</hi> But this being a thing difficult, you know, for a Chriſtian to enterprize amongſt profeſſed Enemies, I had learned ſo much of their Arts, as to conceal my Religion, and to profeſs my ſelf one of theirs conforming my ſelf in all places to the ſame Modes and Cuſtoms as they did; and by this ſtratagem inſinuated my ſelf ſo far into the good Opinion, not only of the People, but the Prieſts themſelves, that at laſt I was perſuaded by them to take upon me a Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligious Habit; then I thought my ſelf a fine
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fool indeed; but having ſo got a cloak for my knavery, I thought I ſhould there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>by have the better opportunity to diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver theirs, and ſo indeed it happily fell out; for by this means being lookt upon as a Brother of the <hi>Petropolitan-Tribe.</hi> I had the more freedom to be preſent at their <hi>Conſults</hi> and Meetings, which I quickly underſtood to be then managed principally againſt Our Dear Country of <hi>Albonia.</hi> Nor (although I was well known by them to be a Native of that place) were they any wiſe jealous of my company, or debarr'd the freedom of theirs, looking upon <hi>Renegades,</hi> (ſuch as they took me to be) to be moſt ſervice<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able to their Deſigns and Intereſts.</p>
               <p>They had now by the influence of their <hi>great Biſhop</hi> fully reſolved upon the ru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ine of our <hi>Hilbonian State,</hi> whoſe hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pineſs in our Religion, and that civil peace we enjoyed, had been ſuch a continual eye<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſore to them; And to accompliſh this the better, <hi>Lucifer</hi> their old Friend is to find them with fit Inſtruments, to carry on their treacherous Deſigns, ſuch as ſhall not ſtick or boggle at the greateſt Villa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nies, the ſubverſion of our ancient <hi>Laws</hi> and <hi>Religion,</hi> the deſtruction of our
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Towns and Cities, the maſſacreing of their Inhabitants, and (which is more than all and the moſt likely means for them to make a full Conqueſt of us) the aſſaſſina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting of our dear <hi>Prince,</hi> in the preſervati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of whoſe ſacred Life conſiſt the Securi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties of our own Lives, Liberties and Religi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on; This is the work they had cut out for their helliſh. Inſtruments to diſpatch for them—Here I interrupted him having heard him thus far with the greateſt terror and amazement imaginable— But what quoth I, if they ſhould ſucceed (which God in mercy prevent) to take away the life of our gracious Prince, what would they be the nearer, when the next imme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diate <hi>Succeſſor,</hi> ſhall by his Authority at once Revenge their Treaſons paſt, and prevent their Deſigns to come againſt us— That's true indeed, replied <hi>Phileroy,</hi> could we be ſecure of a <hi>Chriſtian Prince</hi> to ſucceed in the Government; but to prevent that, they have by their wicked Agents already made ſure of him, that is <hi>preſumptively</hi> to ſucceed, by ſeducing him from the Religion of his Country, to the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Faith, whoſe future Authority thereby ſo neceſſarily obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged to their Intereſts, inſtead of being
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a Terror, is become their greateſt encou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ragement in their Proceedings. This they look upon as their Maſterpiece and very ground-work of their Conſpiracy: And having gained this great point by ſecuring one that ſhall be true to their Intereſt, their next work is to make way for him by ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king away the life of our preſent <hi>Sove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>raign,</hi> to carry on which curſed deſign (as the <hi>Devil</hi> has helped them with Agents enough, and fit enough for their purpoſe) ſo now they are at this time in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaged in deep Conſults, how to manage them in their Attempts of it. And be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe they would (in a matter of ſuch Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>crecy and importance) be the more pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vate in their Conſultations. The <hi>great Biſhop</hi> and his Counſel, and Agents have choſen this place as moſt fit for their pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe, where they have been retired for ſome daies in the ſooty apartments of the <hi>Luciferian</hi> pallace, which is the place I ſhall preſently diſcover to you; it lies at the very mouth of the ſulphureous Gulph, underneath which, they ſay, is the place of <hi>Purgatory:</hi> The <hi>great Biſhop</hi> holds himſelf by vertue of his <hi>Keyes Lieute<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nant</hi> of this fiery Garriſon, and has thence ariſing a very great Revennue for ſees of
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releaſing tormented Priſoners out of it; and this they rather choſe for the place of their Caball, that they might have their great Friend and Oracle <hi>Don Lucifero</hi> preſent at their Conſultations; I accom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panied them hither, not out of any great deſire I had to give the <hi>Devil</hi> a Viſit, but to obſerve the Progreſs of their Deſigns; upon which they have been now theſe 3 daies in cloſe Conſultation; This morning being quite, quite wearied and almoſt ſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fled with heats and clamour, I ſtole away from my Company to recruit my Spirits with a little freſh air, and taking the next ſolitary path I met with, I walked on mu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing upon theſe matters, and contriving with my ſelf, how I might make means to prevent their Proceedings by a timely diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery, which I reſolved to do, as ſoon as poſſibly I could with any ſafety to my ſelf, get looſe from them. In the midſt of theſe cogitations it was, that you found me in that ſolitary place and poſture; and glad was I ſo happily to meet one with whom I can with freedom diſcourſe of thoſe things, that have been ſo long bur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thenſom to my thoughts—And now dear <hi>Philopatris</hi> having given you an ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count of the occaſion of my ſtay here, you
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ſhall bear me company back to the <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſult,</hi> where you ſhall your ſelf be a Wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of what is acted amongſt them. And this you may do without fear or hazard, being in my company, and pretending your ſelf to be a <hi>Petropolitan,</hi> and one of my Friends and acquaintance, you ſhall fare no worſe than I do, and have as good enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainment as <hi>Purgatory</hi> can afford, I will aſſure you; I thank you for your kindneſs replied I, (ſmiling at the conceit of it;) No queſtion but the entertainment muſt be extraordinary where the <hi>Devil</hi> is the <hi>Hoſt</hi> and his <hi>Imps</hi> the <hi>Servitours;</hi> but if we come to Table with him, I hope we ſhall have long Spoons to eat our broth with; I know not (quoth <hi>Phileroy</hi>) what length your Spoons are of; but I will in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gage your Commons ſhall be ſhort e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough—diſcourſing thus together, we were come almoſt to the pitch of the Hill. When we were alarum'd with another great Shout like that before. I asked my friend if he knew what it meant; he told me, he ſuppoſed it was occaſioned by a <hi>Bull</hi> which they had deſigned to ſend over into <hi>Albonia,</hi> and were that morning preparing him for the voyage, with Swords, Piſtols and Fire-bolts faſtned about him (like the Bulls
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in the <hi>Bear-garden</hi> harneſſed with Crack<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers and Serpents) which were deſigned for ſome diſmal Execution; I hope ſaid I when he comes there, he will be baited to ſome purpoſe: No doubt on't replied <hi>Phileroy,</hi> and I hope my ſelf ere long to be one of thoſe that ſhall worrie him—He is to roar out Excommunication againſt the Prince, and Threatnings (of no leſs than damnati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on) againſt ſuch Subjects as ſhall dare to Obey him contrary to the great Biſhop's Pleaſure; but as curſt Cows are ſaid to have ſhort Horns, ſo have their Bulls too, too ſhort to do miſchief, let them make what noiſe they will; Our Chriſtian <hi>Albo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nians</hi> neither value nor fear them— But Whiſt— no more of this, leſt we hap to be diſcovered by ſome of the Centries that are poſted up and down about this place—See yonder's one ſtands ready to examine us— and with lifting up mine eyes (upon the ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry brow of the Hill) I ſaw an ugly, black, Grim-look'd Fellow, with a Muſquet on his Shoulder, and Match in his Hand, who, upon our nearer approach towards him, cried out, <hi>Stand</hi>—Who are you— Friends, replied <hi>Phileroy,</hi> (and with that privately ſhuffled a Roſary of Beads with a Crucifix into my hand, which he bid me put
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in my Pocket) We are Friends I tell ye; But how ſhall I know that (ſaies the <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vil's Officer</hi>) I know you <hi>(Phileroy)</hi> well enough; but who is the other with you—An <hi>Honeſt Fellow,</hi> replies my Friend, I will engage for him—An honeſt Fellow, ſaies the Centry—What ſhould he do here, you know this is no place for ſuch Perſons—What have we to do with Honeſty- he looks like an <hi>Heretick,</hi> be he what he will, I will have him before the <hi>Inquiſition</hi>— Soft Friend, quoth <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy,</hi> you are miſtaken in the man, I tell you he is a Friend and a <hi>Petropolitan,</hi> which he ſhall make appear to you by his Certificate, and with that he whiſpered me in the Ear to produce the Beads to him, which I did, and thereupon he let us paſs— I was afraid by this paſſage (as I told <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi>) that Honeſty being ſo much ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>horr'd in that place, I ſhould by ſome looks or geſtures pretending to it, betray my ſelf to their Suſpicion, and ſo incur their Cenſures—But for that he told me, I muſt learn to diſſemble as well as he, when I came amongſt them; to lay off my natu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral Serenity, and to aſſume a diſtorted, fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious, and troubled Viſage—This I thought I might eaſily be forced to do, when I
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came amongſt ſuch a company: The ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehenſion of which, methoughts had al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready altered my very form and I queſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>oned not (as I told him) but if I ſtayed any time with them, I ſhould be ſo far be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>witch'd by their Society, as to look as ugly as themſelves. One Caution more he gave me, that I ſhould have my <hi>Roſarie</hi> al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>waies in ſight, either in my hand, or at my Girdle, as a badge of the Religion; but becauſe I did not much care to handle ſuch Sorceries, I choſe to have them hung dangling at my Girdle—And thus on the ſudden I was turned <hi>Friar</hi> in <hi>Maſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>querade</hi>— And wiſhing my ſelf good luck in the Adventure we proceeded till we came to the very gates of <hi>Limbus.</hi> Hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ror itſelf cannot expreſs the diſmalneſs of that place, it is ſeated in the midſt of a little <hi>Plain,</hi> about a furlong over on the higheſt top of the <hi>Burning Mountain,</hi> the flames of which in ſeveral places from the Caverns and Hollows of the Earth, (cauſed by their irruptions) brake forth in an hiddeous manner, and darkned the Sky with mighty Clouds of ſulphureous Smoak and Vapour ariſing from them: The paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſage to the <hi>Infernal Pallace</hi> lies through a hollow Way deſcending from the ſurface
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ſome few paces to a great pair of Gates that gives Entrance to it; here we arriv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, and my friend <hi>Phileroy</hi> knocked at the Wicket: But it ſeems they were very cloſe at their buſineſs; for we ſtood a conſiderable time before we could gain Admittance— At laſt one of them came and opened the door, holding it in his hand, till he had taken a full view of us; and ſeeing (by the glimmering of a Lamp that was ſet over the door for ſuch purpoſes) who it was, <hi>Phileroy</hi> was pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently admitted, who taking me by the hand, endeavoured to pull me in after him; but the ſuſpicious <hi>Feind</hi> would not ſuffer that, till I was fain to ſhew him the baubles at my Girdle; and that <hi>Phileroy</hi> had aſſured him that I was a friend of his, and a <hi>Petropolitan;</hi> then I was admit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, and taking faſt hold of <hi>Phileroy,</hi> ſtumbled along through a blind Entry, ſo rough and declining withal, that I think if it had not been for <hi>Phileroy,</hi> I had broke my Neck before I had come to the end of it; but he being better acquainted with the paſſage, bore me up ſteady, till he brought me through it into a very large Room, as big for its dimenſions as the <hi>Vatican</hi> at <hi>Petropolis;</hi> the place
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making a croking noiſe, like Frogs in a quagmire; but <hi>Phileroy</hi> ſeeing me begin to make ugly faces (as he adviſed me, though for the heart of me I could not help it) concluded the <hi>purgatory</hi> Air did not well agree with me, wherefore haling me along through the croud, he brought me without ſtop or ſtay to the end of the Room, where at one corner of it, was a little Wicket, which with a Key that he took out of his pocket, he preſently open<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed and led me up an aſcent of ten or a do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zen Steps into a little Cell, which he told me was his own Apartment, aſſigned him for his repoſe and Conveniency, during his ſtay in that place: This was ſomewhat cooler than the place we came from, hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing a little fontinel in it, which brought in the air from the top of the Mountain. This did wonderfully refreſh me (being almoſt ſtifled before) ſo that now I began to look <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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                  <hi>Friend</hi> told me he would take care of a place where I ſhould ſee and hear all paſſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges, without expoſing my ſelf to ſuch in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conveniencies; and accordingly at the cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner of his Cell he ſhew'd me a little win<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dow which looked into the <hi>Court,</hi> and where we might plainly ſee and hear eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry thing without being diſcovered our ſelves or the leaſt notice taken of us. I was very glad of the opportunity, and pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently planted my ſelf ready to make my diſcoveries getting <hi>Phileroy</hi> (who ſtood by me) to be my Interpreter, in explain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing every thing to me.</p>
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               <head>CHAP. II.</head>
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                  <p>A View of the Company attending the <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſult.</hi> The Deſcription of <hi>Heraclitus;</hi> the Deſigns of him and his party. The Fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niture of the <hi>Conſult Room</hi> with reliques of <hi>Saints</hi> and Pictures, as, namely, one of the Maſſacre at <hi>Paris,</hi> another of that in <hi>Bogland.</hi> The Deſcription of a company of Scriblers and Pamphleteers concerned in the Plot, particularly of one called the <hi>Diſcoverer.</hi> The Entrance of the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> with his company, and the form of their ſitting deſcribed; upon proclaiming of ſilence, they are interrupt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by the clamours of ſome Souls in <hi>Purga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tory,</hi> that were broke looſe, exclaiming againſt the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> for his ungrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fulneſs to them for their Services and ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferings. The lame Apologies he uſed to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe himſelf. Their Remiſſion back to the place of puniſhment.</p>
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               <p>THe <hi>Room,</hi> as I ſaid before, was very large and ſpacious, and yet full of Company walking to and fro, as they do at the Exchange, and talking together
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with much warmth and earneſtneſs, with ſtretching out the hand, thumping the Breaſt, and looks compoſed to ſo much auſterity, as ſomewhat exceeded the natu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral gravity of the <hi>Spaniard,</hi> tho thoſe <hi>Majeſtick Don's</hi> we know are the moſt ſolemn and grave in their deportment, of any other. Only one fellow I obſerved much to be admired, being both in his ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bit and carriage different from all the reſt of the Company; his habit was <hi>party par<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>pale,</hi> the one Moietie of <hi>his karkals</hi> from head to Toe, was dreſt up in the <hi>Spaniſh</hi> Mode, with all the formal habi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liments of a ſtrutting <hi>Don,</hi> with Beaver cockt, and arm a kimbo; the other half of him was on the contrary accoutred in a moſt ridiculous dreſs, like the <hi>Knave</hi> of <hi>Clubs,</hi> in Coat and Hoſe, with an hanging Sleeve, made up of patches of more various colours than a Taylor's Cabbage-bed, or a Party coloured Cuſhion, on that ſide of him, he wore a Cocks Feather in his Hat, and other mimical and antique accoutre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments; He was of himſelf an ugly ſquint<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing fellow, whoſe Eyes look'd nine waies at once, and that which was more ſtrange in him, his looks were as much diverſified as his habit; for look upon him on his
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Spaniſh ſide, and his look was compoſed to a demure and ſupercilious gravity, rather frowning than otherwiſe; but look upon him on the other ſide and his face was all ape and ridicule, and his Jaws drawn up into the form of laughter, all fop and foolerie. I was much pleaſed with the humour of this com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pounded Animal, but could not tell for the life of me what to make on't, except a Jack-a-lent, having ſeen Puppets ſo cal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led in <hi>Albonia,</hi> patch'd up in that manner. But <hi>Phileroy</hi> better informed me, that it was the great <hi>Biſhops Ieſter,</hi> and that he called himſelf by the name of <hi>Heracli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tus</hi>— That, ſaid I, methinks is a very im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proper Title for a man of mirth, (as Jeſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers ſhould be) <hi>Heraclitus</hi> we know was all over ſober ſadneſs, nothing of fop in him; That's true replied <hi>Phileroy,</hi> but this Fellow acting both knave and fool has taken upon him a double part accordingly, which you ſee he repreſents both in the garb and geſture. He pretends himſelf a <hi>Tragi-comedian,</hi> and acts both <hi>Ieſt</hi> and <hi>Earneſt,</hi> upon which account he might as well have compounded his name as his humours, and called himſelf <hi>Heramocri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tus,</hi> it would have ſounded in my mind much better, however as ſtrange a Crea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture
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as he appears to you. He is lookt upon here, as a very ſerviceable inſtru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment for the Promoting the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Intereſt; being one of thoſe <hi>Faction<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongers</hi> (of whom there are a great ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny in this place) that betwixt jeſt and ear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſt are to create diviſions, and ſet the Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment and People at odds one with another; thus when he is in ſober earneſt, his ſerious part is employed only about dreams, and ſtories of a former Rebellion long ſince acted in <hi>Albonia;</hi> of which though the Actors are long ſince dead, and their crimes almoſt forgotten, yet this po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litick <hi>Whiſter</hi> would needs perſuade the <hi>Government</hi> that the <hi>Ghoſts</hi> of thoſe Rebels are revived under a new form to act their old parts over again; and by this means to divert the Magiſtrates ftom all ſuſpicion of the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> party, and to believe the <hi>Albonians</hi> themſelves to be the Plotters againſt their own Country; And thus his ſerious part is made up of meer fiction and foolery, but his fooling part is compounded on the contrary of things of a moſt ſad and ſolid nature (e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough to make a true <hi>Heraclitus</hi> to weep In earneſt (the fear and troubles of the People about the Events of this helliſh
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Conſpiracy, now on foot againſt them all which (his part is to turn into droll and ridicule, and to perſuade the People, that their <hi>Governours</hi> do but laugh at them for their fooliſh fears; and that that is all the remedy they will afford to prevent them— And by this way he deſigns to jeſt the People into hard thoughts of the <hi>Government,</hi> and ſo to ſet them one a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt another. Well, having received this account of <hi>Heraclitus,</hi> I thought him not worth any further regarding, ſo let him paſs on in his jocular huff to divert my eyes with ſome other proſpects: But here I muſt not omit to acquaint you (be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore I paſs further) with the furniture of this <hi>ſooty Pallace;</hi> there were hanging againſt the <hi>Walls</hi> of it, in ſome places, the <hi>Reliques</hi> of ſome of the <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tan Martyrs,</hi> which the <hi>great Biſhop</hi> and the <hi>Conclave</hi> for their zealous ſervi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces and ſufferings had cannoniſed with <hi>Saintſhip;</hi> in one place was a <hi>Knife</hi> hanging beſmeared with blood, which <hi>Phileroy</hi> told me was the inſtrument wherewith <hi>Ravillaie</hi> murthered <hi>Henry the fourth</hi> of <hi>France,</hi> and for that fact tormented to death (as he deſerved) with moſt exquiſite tortures; next to that was
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placed the dark Lanthorn of <hi>Guido Faux</hi> the <hi>Albonian</hi> Traitor, that was to have blown up the <hi>Senate Houſe,</hi> with the Aſſembly of the two <hi>grand Eſtates</hi> and <hi>Royal</hi> Family in it, had not Providence by a Diſcovery in a very ſtrange manner pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vented the Deſign, for this Fact he re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived a deſerved puniſhmenr, but was af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terwards at <hi>Petropolis Sainted</hi> for it— there was alſo hanging by a thred a <hi>Ball,</hi> in reſemblance of the Fire-balls where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> lately ſince had deſtroyed the famous City of <hi>Londinople</hi> the <hi>Metropolis</hi> of <hi>Albonia;</hi> the prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipal Author of which, was afterwards hang'd, though the reſt by the means and interpoſition of ſome great Intereſts, for that time eſcaping, are yet reſerved for a future Vengeance—Beſides theſe were hanging ſeveral pictures the deſigns of which particularly <hi>Phileroy</hi> explained to me. One of them was a repreſentation of a moſt horrid Maſſacre, acted within the circuit of a great and populous City by the Bloody-thirſty <hi>Petropolitans</hi> di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtinguiſhed from the reſt by <hi>Croſſes</hi> and other ſignatures; the ſlaughter was ſo great, and the Villanies and Cruelties there acted (which the Painter with great Art
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had moſt lively decipher'd) ſo notorious, as made me ſhrink with horror at the ſight of it. This he told me was intended for the Maſſacre, at <hi>Lutetia,</hi> of the poor Hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>genot Chriſtians. A piece of ſervice eſteem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed ſo meritorious and grateful to the great Biſhop and his Conſiſtory, that they or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der'd a Jubilee to be obſerved for it, with many other Expreſſions of Joy and Tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>umph for ſo glorious an Undertaking.</p>
               <p>The next I obſerved was that of another <hi>Maſſacre</hi> or Slaughter like the former, but varied (if poſſible) with cruelties of a more ſurpaſſing nature than other; the Painter indeed in this piece had plaid his part ſo well that all the moſt bruitiſh and barbarous Villanies that were ever acted in the World, ſeemed to be crouded toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther in this model. The Scene of this <hi>Tragedie</hi> was a large and ſpacious <hi>Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try</hi> (yet environ'd every way with the Sea) full of Lakes, Fens and Marſhes, and very woody in ſome places. Here was to the Life deſcribed a crue of Bloody Ruffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ans (bearing the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> colours) roving up and down the Country, like ſavage Tigers with Inſtruments of Death in their hands, wherewith they killed and deſtroy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed all they met with. In ſome places We
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might ſee Cities and Towns weltring in de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtructive flames, while the diſtreſſed Inha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bitants flying out of the Gates for the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation of their Lives, have falln upon the Swords of their Enemies; and ſo loſt thoſe lives which by their flight they endeavour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to ſave. Otherwhere were ſeen thoſe bruitiſh Villains gratifying their beaſtly Appetites in raviſhing Women, ſtripping of them, and ſo driving them together in herds (naked as they were) to the bogs and Rivers to drown them. Some were pictured wreſting the tender Infants from their Mothers Breſts to ſlay them, and then ſpitting them upon their Pikes to carry them about in that manner as tro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phies of their Cruelty. Theſe Slaughters (as they were there deſcribed) were ſo Univerſal, that the whole Country ſeemed but one <hi>Aceldama,</hi> or field of Blood. The Scene of this Tragedy I underſtood was <hi>Bogland</hi> or the <hi>Tories</hi> Country, and this was the Deſcription of the horrid Maſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſacre there acted ſome years ſince within our memorie, and much feared (as <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> told me) to be acted over again by the treacherous <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> who ſwarm in that <hi>Iſland,</hi> and notwithſtanding the Country is a <hi>Colony</hi> or Tributary
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                  <hi>Province</hi> belonging to the <hi>Albonian Prince:</hi> yet neither the tutelage of his Government, nor all the Reliefs and Aids he can afford them for their Defence and Security, have been ſufficient to preſerve them from the reſtleſs Attempts of their <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Enemies; who, ſaid he, are at this day as buſie in their Deſigns as ever, for the Ruine of that poor <hi>Chriſtian</hi> Country; and it is one part of their pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent Conſults in this grand Conſpiracy ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther by ſecret Treacheries, or open Force by the Aſſiſtance of the Franconian Monarch and other of the great Biſhops Friends, to reduce that Province to the Obedience of the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Chair; and this <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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               <p>This <hi>Picture</hi> in a very large frame was hung up at the end of the <hi>Room,</hi> juſt ouer againſt the <hi>great Biſhops</hi> Chair, who ('tis ſaid) from thence uſes to take a Proſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect of it with much Delight and Satis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, often applauding the Religious
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Zeal of the <hi>Petropolitan Tories</hi> in thoſe inhumane Slaughters by them committed upon the poor Chriſtians, with ſuch Sacri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fices I perceive the <hi>Devil</hi> and the <hi>Gr. Bp.</hi> are alwayes well pleaſed.</p>
               <p>There were ſeveral other Pourtraits which I would have peruſed, but was di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verted by a ſudden buſtle, that was made by the company at the coming of two per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons with great Sachels at their Backs, which they threw down upon a long Ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble at the end of the room, and thence took out ſeveral fardels of Paper Books, Parchments with Seals, Standiſhes, and other things neceſſary for the Conſult. It ſeems this was the place where the <hi>great Biſhop</hi> and the <hi>Conſiſtory</hi> were to ſit; who having for ſome time retired them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves to their apartments there adjoyning, were now returning, and theſe Harbingers coming before to prepare for them, was the occaſion of this buſtle: For immedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ately upon their appearing, I perceived the Company that were before promiſcu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ouſly mingled together, to ſeparate them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves into ſeveral parts according to their diſtinct <hi>Orders</hi> and <hi>Capacities,</hi> and took their ſeveral Stations up and down the rooms, where they ſtood together ready
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againſt they ſhould be called upon by the <hi>Council</hi> to receive their <hi>O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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                     </gap>ders.</hi> 'Twas ſtrange to obſerve how this great Body, that were ſo lately united, were on the ſudden dwindled away into ſo many diviſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons; whereupon I told <hi>Phileroy,</hi> I mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>velled, that the <hi>Petropolitan Church</hi> that pretended ſo much to Unity, ſhould admit of ſo many fractions! That's no won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der, replied he, there are by far many more different parties amongſt them than you ſee here; and yet all this makes no <hi>Schiſms</hi> amongſt themſelves; for they are but ſeveral <hi>Limbs</hi> of the ſame <hi>Body,</hi> and agree well enough together in this grand Affair; and their ſeparate Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nies argue no breach amongſt them; but are intended to cauſe Breaches and Divi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions amongſt their Enemies the <hi>Alboni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ans,</hi> as you ſhall hear preſently when their Inſtructions are read to them. Near to the great Table where the Council were to ſit, was a ſide Board of an Oval Form, round about which were a compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny of Scribes perpetually ſcribling and blurring Paper they were moſt of them in <hi>Albonian</hi> habits (as were ſeveral others <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
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I ſtood amazed to ſee and conſider, that ſo many of my own Countrymen ſhould (ſetting aſide Religion and Allegiance to God and their King) be ſuch Apoſtates as to be concerned in ſuch an horrid and curſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed Deſign as was here on foot againſt their own <hi>Country.</hi> But what cannot the <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vil</hi> and his dear Viccar do with ill minds, that have firſt given up themſelves unto their Service? I was curious to know what they were, and what it was that their Pens were ſo buſily imployed about. <hi>Phileroy</hi> preſently reſolved me, that they were a ſort of men that were ambiti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous of being counted the <hi>Wits</hi> or the <hi>Thinking-men,</hi> (forſooth) a company of frothy Sotts! That all the thoughts in their Skulls are not worth the breaking of a Pullets bone to know them) their Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployment was to compoſe <hi>Libels, Lam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poons, Drolls, Forces, Viſions, Cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>racters, Dialogues, Appeals, Diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veries,</hi> and ſuch like ſuſtian Pamphlets, wherein they were with their utmoſt en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavours to promote the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Intereſt; either by vindicating their In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocency (upon any diſcovery) by ſome impudent Lyes and Falſhoods, or palliat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing their crimes by ſubtle and ſophiſtical
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diſcourſes; whereby to amuſe the <hi>Vn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thinking</hi> herd into a misbelief of them, or elſe by wheedling inſinuations to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flect the <hi>Plot</hi> upon the <hi>Albonians</hi> them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves as the proper Authors and Agents of it, or (whether theſe Stratagems ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeded or not) they were ſtill to vindicate the Right and Title of the <hi>Albonian Duke,</hi> whoſe Succeſſion to the Monar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chy they knew would make good all their Intereſt; this he told me was their buſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs: And ſubſervient to them were ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Company (none of <hi>Apollo</hi>'s <hi>Birds</hi>) but <hi>Mercuriſts</hi> or <hi>Intelligencers,</hi> whoſe work it was to impoſe upon the Vulgar all manner of fictitious Traſh, Lyes, and Sto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries, under pretence of news, to create <hi>Faction</hi> and <hi>Sedition</hi> amongſt the reſt. he ſhewed me one far different from the others, he called himſelf the <hi>Diſcoverer;</hi> a Fellow that pretended he could ſee many foot deeper into a Milſtone than all the World beſides; a politick Cockſcomb, that writes nothing but <hi>Palinodes</hi> and <hi>Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hearſals</hi> of things done in the days of his Grand-Father. All his <hi>news</hi> are but re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>petitions of old things in <hi>Forty One</hi> and <hi>Forty Two,</hi> which the <hi>Politooke</hi> Gen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tleman would perſuade you is the very
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                  <hi>Plot</hi> now in Being. The <hi>Devil</hi> himſelf (ſaid <hi>Phileroy</hi>) the other day could not forbear laughing at the pretty odneſs of this Fellow's humour; and to ſay the truth, this whole pack of whifling, trifling, ſcribling <hi>Pragmaticos,</hi> are no other than a ſelect company of mercenary tools, that his <hi>Devilſhip</hi> has pickt up for the ſervice of the <hi>Grand Viccar</hi> and the <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tan</hi> cauſe. Well, I had enough of this <hi>Diſcovery,</hi> and before I could proceed to make any farther obſervations. The Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>geant came in (to wit) the <hi>Grand Viccar</hi> with his attendants, which conſiſted of Cardinals and other Eccleſiaſtical <hi>Dig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitaries</hi> of the <hi>ſuperiour Orders.</hi> Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore him came an <hi>Officer</hi> to make way, an ill favoured black Creature whether <hi>hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mane</hi> or <hi>Devil</hi> I know not: But he made a great noiſe and buſle in preparing a paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſage, crying out, <hi>make room</hi> for the <hi>great Biſhop</hi> and the <hi>Conclave.</hi> The <hi>great Biſhop</hi> was not at this time (I perceived) in his <hi>Pontificalibus,</hi> or at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tired in that ſumptuous manner, which he uſes to appear in at Proceſſion, or in giv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Audience to Ambaſſadours; but in a plain black Gown, as a colour moſt agree<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able to the Place and Buſineſs: Yet for the
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greater grace of the matter, his reverend Bald-pate was covered with a <hi>Tripple Crown;</hi> the <hi>Pontife Croſier</hi> in his Hand, and his <hi>Keys</hi> at his Girdle, toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther with his <hi>Roſarie Croſſes</hi> and other trinkets. Before him were carried three Croſſes of ingraved Work, and imboſt ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry richly: after him followed firſt the <hi>Conclave</hi> of <hi>Cardinals</hi> in black alſo, on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly with red Hats and Taſſels hanging down from them. Amongſt this number I ſpied out one that I knew to be our Country<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man, and of no mean rank of the Nobility in <hi>Albonia:</hi> After theſe followed the mitered Clergy in their proper Habits, ſeveral of which had this Inſcription upon their Miters, <hi>viz. [Titular]</hi> theſe <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> told me, were a kind of <hi>ſine Cures,</hi> upon whom the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> had be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtowed Titles of ſeveral Biſhopricks in <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonia</hi> and <hi>Bogland,</hi> with free leave to take poſſeſſion of them as ſoon as they could get them into their hands, by means of this <hi>Plot,</hi> or any other way whatſoe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver. Ay marry, ſaid I, they are good fiſh when they are caught indeed; but I hope the Fiſher (as the great Biſhop ſtiles himſelf) nor thoſe his Anglers will be ever able to hook any thing of that nature,
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while our <hi>King</hi> continues <hi>Lord</hi> of the Soil, whoſe undoubted right it is to have the donation of thoſe places: next follow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed a company of mixed Orders, ſome of them being <hi>Ignatians,</hi> others <hi>Franciſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>canes,</hi> and others <hi>Benedictines,</hi> all of them in the ſeveral diſtinct habits of their <hi>Order:</hi> Theſe I underſtand were a fra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternity of a diſtinct faculty, that had a Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſion from the G. B. <hi>ad propagandum fidem,</hi> for propagating (I ſhould have ſaid perverting) the faith, theſe made up the whole board, who after the <hi>Gr. Bp.</hi> had ſeated himſelf in his Chair at the upper end of it, did ſeverally take their places according to their Rank and Precedencies, after the order they obſerved in their coming thither. I wondred ſomething at it to ſee ſo much Order obſerved in a place of Darkneſs and Confuſion, but I was told by my Friend, it was a thing not ſo much to be admired, that thoſe ambitious <hi>Church-men,</hi> that ſtood ſo much upon their Priviledges upon <hi>Earth,</hi> ſhould hold their precedencies as well here— They were no ſooner ſeated, and the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panies in the Room beginning to draw about them, but proclamation of ſilence was order'd to be made, which was accord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingly
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done by that <hi>ugly</hi> creature that was their Harbinger to the <hi>Board</hi> (whoſe Office <hi>Phileroy</hi> told me was to be Keeper of the <hi>Purgatory</hi> Priſon, and the Infernal Vaults underneath that place) with a ſolemn <hi>O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>es.</hi> But no ſooner was Silence thus proclaimed, but it was as ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>denly broke by a lamentable and hideous Out-cry, which put the whole Court into a frightful amazement; it came, it ſeems, from ſome of the <hi>Purgatory Captives,</hi> who in the abſence of their Keeper, had ſtole up to a private Door, that led into the Court Room; and underſtanding that his <hi>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>unolineſs</hi> was then there Sitting with the <hi>Conclude,</hi> they ſet up their Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clamations, crying out, <hi>Releaſe, Releaſe,</hi> Thou <hi>Old Sot</hi> that pretendeſt to have the <hi>Keyes</hi> of this place at thy Girdle, if thou haſt as much power to let out, as to let in, why doſt thou not come thy ſelf and diſcharge us, ſeeing it is for thy ſake, and thoſe Treaſonable ſervices, that to gratifie thy Ambition we performed againſt our Native Prince and Country, that we are come into this miſery, to be firſt hang'd on Earth for Traitors, and then puniſht here as ſinners. Are theſe the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards? Is this the <hi>Elizium</hi> thou promiſedſt
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us—O curſed Cheat? and then they fell a howling in a horrid manner—This un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>expected Out-cry gave the <hi>Gr. Bp.</hi> a deadly Flea in his Ear, as we might per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive by the coming and going of the co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lour in his countenance; for as <hi>Phileroy</hi> told me—(ſmiling at it) he knew the Vic<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>car muſt—needs be dreadfully netled at it, to have ſuch a clamour ſo ſurprizingly break out againſt him in the hearing of thoſe that were now attending upon the like ſervices with which thoſe his <hi>Priſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ners</hi> had ſo reproached him for reward<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing them no better; and he might juſtly fear hereupon that his new Serviteurs up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on ſuch a diſcouragement, would be but cold in their ſervices when they were to be ſo hotly rewarded—however his <hi>un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>holineſs</hi> perceiving there was ſo much notice taken of their words, as to cauſe a muttering, and almoſt a mutiny amongſt the Company—he was put ſo to his Trumps, that he ſate a while as in a ſtund; but at laſt bethinking himſelf of an help at a dead lift, he riſes up and declares to the Company, that the Authors of that clamour were a pack of Lying Villains to aſperſe him with ingratitude, for that their ſervices to him had been rewarded before
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this time (and ſhould be hereafter if they behaved themſelves accordingly) to their content in the place of happineſs [that is, thought I with my ſelf, The <hi>Fools Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>radiſe</hi>] but that they came not hither upon any account of their ſervices per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed for him, or defect of merit in any ſuch ſervices to ſecure them from coming into ſuch miſery; but that their ſlipping it there contrary to their own expectation, and his promiſe, muſt be occaſioned either by their concealing and dying in ſome <hi>mortal</hi> ſin, without receiving <hi>Abſolution</hi> for it; or elſe they had at their death (tho they ſuffered as <hi>Martyrs</hi> at the Gallows in the Churches quarrel) confeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed ſomething that tended to the preju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dice of the <hi>Churches</hi> Deſigns &amp; Intereſt, which they ought rather flatly to have denyed, or by ſome feigned Aequivocations to have concealed rather than the Church ſhould ſuffer by their plain confeſſions: One of theſe two he told them muſt needs be the cauſe of their coming into that place of miſery: And therefore by the way, he gave it as a Caution to the New-liſted <hi>Reformado's</hi> there preſent that had offered their ſervices in his and the Churches quarrel [in the preſent deſign]
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to be couragious to the death; and if ever they ſhould upon their diſcovery come to the honour of Martyrdom, that they ſhould not (to ſave their Lives) be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tray the <hi>Churches</hi> Deſigns by any ſneak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing confeſſion which might turn to their prejudice, which if they did, they might be in danger of coming into the ſame con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition that theſe poor-wretches were in; but if on the contrary they perſiſted cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ragiouſly to vindicate the <hi>Cauſe,</hi> tho they denyed the <hi>Truth,</hi> the Crime of the Falſhood (being for the <hi>Churches</hi> Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice) ſhould be pardoned, and themſelves rewarded—both with <hi>Saintſhip</hi> here, and immediate <hi>Felicity</hi> in the other <hi>World</hi>—But as for thoſe poor <hi>Souls</hi> that by their own folly had loſt the merit of their Services, and brought themſelves into that place of miſery, he bade their <hi>Keeper</hi> (whom he firſt checkt for his neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligence) to go back to them, and aſſure them, that after this grand buſineſs was over) he would order a Jubilee to be kept in order to releaſing them and their fel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low-priſoners.</p>
               <p>This latter part of his Oration he ſpake with an Elevated Voice, much louder than the former, intending (as I fancied) that it
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ſhould reach the Ears of the <hi>Purgato<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rians;</hi> but the former part he ſpake ſo low, that the Company in the Room could hardly underſtand him; this he did pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſely, that thoſe Apologies that he made for ſuffering them to come into that place, might not be underſtood by the Priſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ners, leſt they ſhould reply upon him, and return him back the Lye he had given them; which he knew might poſſibly oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion ſuch broyls between them as might make the place too hot for him to ſtay in (tho it were warm enough already.) The Priſoners I perceiv'd by their preſent ſtilneſs, were attentively liſtning to what he ſaid, but I ſuppoſed heard but little, except (what he intended they ſhould) his cokeſing concluſion; immediately upon which their ſurly Gaoler, with Hell and fury in his countenance, and Keyes gingling in his hands, runs back to the door, which which he ratled open, and with a good Cudgel that he carried with him, fell up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the poor Slaves, and beat them back again to their Infernal Stations, telling them by the way, That he would make them dearly ſuffer for this their inſolent miſdemeanour, for which, had it not been
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for his Unholineſſes Goodneſs, he might have loſt his Place and Office.</p>
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            <div n="3" type="chapter">
               <head>CHAP. III.</head>
               <argument>
                  <p>The <hi>Gaoler</hi> that carried back the <hi>Priſoners,</hi> gives an account to the <hi>Court,</hi> of the Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rits of their Sufferings, that one of them, a <hi>Carthuſian,</hi> died of the wound he received by the loſs of his Teſticles cut off by the Husband of a woman whom he had abuſed; ſome deſcants upon the paſſage. The Speech of the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> to the Aſſembly at the opening of the <hi>Conſult</hi> about the De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns of the <hi>Plot;</hi> ſome deſcants between the <hi>Author</hi> and <hi>Phileroy</hi> upon it. The <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan Secretary</hi> (who ordered the bu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſineſs of the <hi>Conſult</hi>) deſcribed; calls over the ſeveral Parties concerned in the <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſult,</hi> beginning with the Commiſſioners <hi>ad propagandum fidem,</hi> declares to them the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi>'s Decree to them againſt <hi>Albonia;</hi> their Inſtructions read to them. A Deſcription of the <hi>Seminaries. Phileroy</hi>'s diſcourſe to the <hi>Author</hi> of the Original of this <hi>Fraternity,</hi> and the Hiſtory of their Proceedings. Laſtly, Their In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtructions for the Service.</p>
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               <p>
                  <pb n="49" facs="tcp:95381:31"/>I Queſtion not but he was as good as his word to them; for a little after, we could hear them (though not ſo liſt as be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore) howling and yelling in a pittiful man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner; after he had ſecured his <hi>Priſoners,</hi> he returns back to the <hi>Court</hi> in a great heat, puffing, and rubbing the ſweat off his greaſie Brows dripping upon his fiery Noſe: after he had panted a while and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered breath enough to give an Anſwer, I heard the <hi>Great Bp.</hi> ask him, who thoſe <hi>Priſoners</hi> were that had occaſioned the Uproar; for that they pretended them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves to be <hi>Martyrs</hi> for the <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tan Cauſe,</hi> which, if it were truly ſo, they ſhould be taken into Conſideration, and rewarded with <hi>Canonization</hi> if they deſerved it— I know not, replied the <hi>Gaoler,</hi> whether their deſerts will reach ſuch a Reward or no, but muſt leave that to the diſcretion of your <hi>Vnholineſs</hi> and the <hi>Conclave.</hi> I will give you an account only of the bare matter of Fact, for which they came hither. The <hi>Ring-leader</hi> of them, that mouth'd it ſo fiercely againſt your <hi>Vnholineſs,</hi> is a meer cock-gelding, an unteſticled perſon; He was upon Earth a <hi>Carthuſian Brother,</hi> who, in Obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence
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to his <hi>Order</hi> (which I ſuppoſe he in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tends to be the <hi>Merit</hi> of his Sufferings) having kept himſelf out of the Yoke of Matrimony, did, for the neceſſary Relief of Nature, take occaſion ſometimes to root in his Neighbours <hi>Incloſures:</hi> But one time amongſt the reſt happening to light upon a pretty ſpot of Female-ware, belonging to a <hi>Butcher;</hi> the <hi>Huſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band,</hi> whether he had any ſuſpition of it, or whether it were by accident, unfortu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nately broke in upon them, and finding the ſign in <hi>Aries,</hi> without conſulting far<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther he took this fit ſeaſon for the gelding of ſuch kind of Cattle; wherefore to cure him of his <hi>Calenture,</hi> he was reſolved to <hi>phlebotomize</hi> him, which with his ſlaugh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter-knife he did, applying it to the <hi>Sedes Morbi,</hi> and caſtrating him ſo cloſe, that together with a torrent of blood, that followed upon the amputation, his <hi>lech<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>erous Soul,</hi> after ſome diſmal Screeks and <hi>Ave Maria</hi>'s uttered, was releaſed from his Body, and came limping hither, whining more for the loſs of his <hi>Miſtreſs</hi> than for the pains he had ſuffered. I ſaw the <hi>poo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> thing</hi> was ſo chill with the loſs of blood, that to comfort him, I put him into one of the hotteſt baths we had,
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where after he had ſweat a while, I asked him how he liked <hi>Purgatory,</hi> and whe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther the place were warm enough for him; he told me, he had been in ſome purgato<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries on Earth, that were as hot as this, name<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, when he frequented the <hi>Stews</hi> at <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolis</hi> amongſt your <hi>Vnholineſs</hi>'s <hi>li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cenſed Courtizans,</hi> where he was once <hi>burnt</hi> by a pocky Whore ſo terribly, that had it not been for the skill of an able <hi>Mountebank,</hi> he might have ſaved the Butcher the labour of <hi>Caſtration;</hi> but ſince he came hither, he has been pretty well fluxt for it. And this, ſo far as I know, is all the reaſon of his pretence to <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tyrdom;</hi> the Services he has done for the <hi>Mother-Church,</hi> being his Endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours <hi>(ad propagandam prolem)</hi> or getting Baſtards for their keeping, which he looks upon as a Work ſo <hi>meritorious,</hi> that he hopes (conſidered together with his Suf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferings upon that account) your <hi>Apoſtle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip</hi> will not fail to remember him for it at the next inſtalment of <hi>Martyrs.</hi>—And is this the ſervice he boaſts of? (quoth the <hi>Grand Viccar.</hi>) Out a pon't, this will not do: Our <hi>Mother-Church</hi> has too many ſuch <hi>Baſtards</hi> already in her keep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, except we could enlarge her Reve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nues
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to make better proviſion for them. What! (ſaid I then to <hi>Phileroy</hi>) I per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive the poor <hi>Purgatorian</hi> is like to loſe his Expectations of <hi>Saintſhip:</hi> Yes, yes, ſaid he, that he will indeed; there is nothing carries it in ſuch caſes, but what tends directly for the Intereſt of the <hi>Papal Chair;</hi> but that being ſuffici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ently ſupplied already with Nephews of the blood, has no need of any other aſſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ances of that nature, however had this <hi>Lecherous Fool</hi> been ſo lucky to have committed <hi>Treaſon,</hi> when he did <hi>Adul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tery,</hi> by taking away the life of an <hi>Here<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tical Prince,</hi> and been hanged for his pains, he might have been <hi>Red-lettered</hi> before this time, both with <hi>Saintſhip</hi> and <hi>Martyrdom.</hi> This <hi>tragi-comical</hi> paſſage ſo unexpectedly intervening, cauſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed no ſmall noiſe amongſt the Company, muttering one with another whatever came into their minds to ſay about it; in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſomuch that the <hi>Viccar</hi> was forced to or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der another Proclamation of Silence to be made, which was done accordingly with three ſolemn <hi>Cries</hi> as before; after which the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> riſing up from his ſeat, began a Speech to the Aſſembly (that now began to gather about him in a poſture of
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                  <hi>Worthy Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitans:</hi> The <hi>Deſign</hi> of our meet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing here at this time is well known to you, to be for the reducing of that Rebellious, and Heretical Province of <hi>Albonia,</hi> to the Obedience of the <hi>Apoſtolick Chair,</hi> from which it hath long ſince departed, by a <hi>ſchiſmatical</hi> Separation; and having thereby not only caſt off their Allegiance unto us (to whom as St. <hi>Peters Suc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſor</hi> all States and Kingdoms in the World do owe an undeniable <hi>Subjecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on</hi>) but alſo ſacrilegiouſly robbed the <hi>Church</hi> it ſelf of its Incomes and Reve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nues; All which they have converted to their own uſe and benefit: We have out of the conſtant Zeal for the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moting of the <hi>Glory</hi> and Intereſt of the <hi>Petropolitan Empire,</hi> and to regain ſo conſiderable a part of our <hi>Patrimo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny,</hi> as are by thoſe <hi>Hereticks</hi> detained from us, <hi>Reſolved</hi> to leave no means unattempted till we have fully ſubdued that Rebellious People and either brought them back again to their duty to us, or ſo conſumed them, that they ſhall not have a name left upon the Earth; and for you (our <hi>dear Children</hi>) that have ſo dutifully and freely offered your ſelves
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to our ſervice, and to become the <hi>Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſters</hi> of our Revenge upon them. Be courageous and proceed with Vigour in this great undertaking, you ſhall not want either Encouragements or Rewards; let your valour and Reſolution appear as evi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent for the ſubduing theſe Enemies to the <hi>Eccleſiaſtick State,</hi> as ever the anci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent Romans did for the Enlargement of their Empire. We go not to ſubdue them with open Force or Strength of Armies; thoſe Hereticks being that way too hard for us, as we experienced when our <hi>Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tholick Son</hi> ſent out his <hi>invincible Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy</hi> to invade them; but were by thoſe ſtubborn <hi>Albonians</hi> in a ſhort time miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rably overthrown and ruined. Their <hi>Fleets</hi> and <hi>Armies</hi> are ſo powerful, as keeps the whole <hi>Europian World</hi> in awe of them; ſo that it is to no purpoſe to attempt by any ſuch means to ſubdue them: but what cannot be gained by Strength, muſt be done by Policy and ſecret Contrivances; for which end we have now the faireſt op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunity in our hands, that we could wiſh for, to encourage our Proceedings, ſufficient to redeem all thoſe former defeats, that we have ſuffered by them; We know the time is yet freſh in
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memory, when thoſe that the <hi>World</hi> could not ſubdue, were <hi>deſtroyed</hi> by themſelves by an Inteſtine <hi>Civil War,</hi> created by their own <hi>Factions,</hi> but fo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mented and carryed on by our <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litans;</hi> this flame could not be extin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guiſhed but by the blood of their own Prince and Soveraign, who was <hi>ſacrificed</hi> to the revenge of the inſulting <hi>Vulgar</hi> before the Gates of the <hi>Imperial Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lace.</hi> This Fact contributed no little to our <hi>Deſigns,</hi> while our <hi>Party,</hi> many of them ſiding with the <hi>Prince</hi> againſt the <hi>Rebels</hi> (as it was either their intereſt, or neceſſity then to do) did thereby take off the ſuſpicion of the Treaſon from themſelves, and left it upon the <hi>Factions,</hi> who by that means have rooted ſuch Jea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>louſies and Suſpicions in the <hi>Government</hi> againſt thoſe <hi>Factions,</hi> that (as we by Our <hi>Agents</hi> amongſt them have and do continually improve the Argument) they ſhall be ſooner ſuſpected of <hi>Treaſon</hi> and <hi>Diſloyalty,</hi> than their <hi>Enemies</hi> the <hi>Petropolitans;</hi> there are thoſe heats and feuds (as the effects of that Civil War) yet left amongſt them, as 'twere eaſie for you by ſtirring up the <hi>grounds</hi> of their <hi>Old</hi> quarrel, to work into them another
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                  <hi>Rebellion,</hi> or to keep their <hi>Diviſions</hi> open ſo wide, as to afford a fair way to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards it. <hi>Albonia</hi> (ſays one of their own Writers) is a <hi>great Animal</hi> that can no waies be deſtroyed but by killing it ſelf; let us but put ſwords into their hands, and they are mad enough to thruſt them into their own ſides—<hi>Divide &amp; im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pera</hi> is a true Maxim in Policy; Divide them a while, and we may come in time to rule them. Now then it is the <hi>oppor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunity</hi> preſents it ſelf fairly to our hands; we need not make <hi>Diviſions</hi> amongſt them, but only keep them open; the <hi>Or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der</hi> of their <hi>Church</hi> is diſturbed by <hi>Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſenting Parties.</hi> Mingle your ſelves diſguiſedly amongſt thoſe Herds; foment their differences; incenſe them againſt the <hi>Government</hi> by ſuggeſting fears of troubles and perſecutions from them. And at the ſame time ſtir up the <hi>Govern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment</hi> againſt them, to increaſe the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vocation. Thus keep the <hi>Body Poli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tique</hi> in a poſture of <hi>Oppoſition,</hi> till they fright one another into fightings, and then will we come and part Stakes be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween them.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, while we diſeaſe the <hi>Body,</hi> let's ſtrike at the <hi>Head;</hi> the for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer
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remedy may be <hi>chronical,</hi> this muſt be <hi>fatal;</hi> the <hi>Petropolitan Church</hi> ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledges no Head beſides our ſelf: And ſeeing the <hi>Albonian Princes,</hi> ſince their <hi>Apoſtacy</hi> from us, have uſurped that Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle to themſelves, by arrogating a peculiar Juriſdiction and Supremacy over the <hi>Churches</hi> within their Dominions; It is neceſſary that ſuch Heads be lopt off, that ſo the body may be again united to its pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per one the <hi>Petropolitan Viccar:</hi> And therefore I <hi>adjure</hi> you all by that <hi>Obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence,</hi> that you owe to me and to the <hi>Apo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtolick Church,</hi> that you will by all means imaginable, according to your ſeveral powers and Capacities, endeavour to cut off the preſent <hi>Heretical, Albonian Prince,</hi> as the neareſt and likelieſt means for us to attain our ends in reducing the <hi>Albonian</hi> Countries to the obedience of our <hi>Government;</hi> which meritorious fact, when once it is accompliſhed, we have already taken care, that the <hi>next Succeſſor</hi> ſhall be one true to our Inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt, and a <hi>Petropolitan;</hi> one that we have proſelyted to our <hi>Religion,</hi> and ſuch an one, that tho the People deteſt him for his faith, yet muſt admit him upon his right to the <hi>Government</hi> of thoſe <hi>King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doms.</hi>
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And beſides this, the better to fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cilitate your proceedings, we have en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaged our <hi>dear Son</hi> of <hi>Franconia</hi> the moſt <hi>Petropolitan King,</hi> to aſſiſt you both with Men and Moneys upon all occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions to carry on your deſigns. We have farther iſſued out our <hi>Bull</hi> of <hi>Excom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>munication</hi> againſt that Heretical <hi>Prince</hi> of <hi>Albonia,</hi> thereby (by vertue of our <hi>Apoſtolick</hi> Power) depriving him of his uſurped Title to the <hi>Albonian</hi> Countries, and abſolving the <hi>Albonians</hi> (his Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects) from their Duty and Allegiance to him, under pain of our higheſt Diſpleaſure and the bittereſt Curſes we can inflict upon them, And ſuch of them as out of an holy fear of our Indignation ſhall obſerve our <hi>Pleaſure</hi> in this particular, by turning <hi>Traytors</hi> to their <hi>Prince,</hi> to become <hi>Friends</hi> to us and our Intereſt, ſhall not only have our <hi>Diſpenſations</hi> and <hi>Indul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gencies</hi> granted to them for ſo doing, but ſhall have the Benefit of our ſacred <hi>Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nediction,</hi> and ſuch rewards as the merit of their doings or Sufferings ſhall require. And now (our dear Friends and Children) if thoſe Encouragements be not ſufficient to animate you in your proceedings, yet let <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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(which ſhould be dearer to you than your very Souls) provoke you to it; Conſider what a goodly part of St. <hi>Peter</hi>'s <hi>Patri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mony</hi> is kept from us: That <hi>Albonia</hi> whoſe fruitful ſoil and large revenues did ſometime plentifully enrich both our own Coffers and our <hi>Clergies</hi> purſes, a <hi>Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try</hi> once ſo piouſly devoted to the <hi>Churches</hi> Intereſt, that the beſt and greateſt Eſtates within it, were <hi>hallowed</hi> to <hi>divine</hi> Uſes; Our <hi>Levites</hi> had not only the <hi>Tenths</hi> but (rather) Nine parts in Ten ſet apart for them; What goodly Monaſteries, Abbies, and <hi>Relgious</hi> places were there founded? how richly en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dowed? how large their Revenues? All which upon their Apoſtacy from our <hi>Church</hi> were by <hi>Edicts</hi> of that <hi>Hereti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cal Tyrant</hi> Hen. 8. ſacrilegiouſly taken from the <hi>Clergy</hi> and devolved into the hands of the <hi>Lay-People;</hi> They yet en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joy them, but the right is ours; nor can any <hi>Antiquity</hi> of preſcription or Autho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity of <hi>Records</hi> ſo ſuperſede our Title, but that the right is ſtill in us if we can but gain the Poſſeſſion of them. Ay (<hi>my Lads) win them and wear them;</hi> turn out thoſe heretical Robbers, and poſſeſs their places, the Inheritances of your Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers.
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We have of our <hi>Apoſtolick</hi> boun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty freely given the <hi>Land</hi> amongſt you; deſtroy the <hi>Canaanites,</hi> that brood of <hi>Hereticks</hi> that enjoy it; a People accurſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by us. <hi>Balaam</hi> was by a divine hand reſtrained from curſing the <hi>Iſraelites;</hi> but nothing ſhall reſtrain us from <hi>curſing</hi> them as a Nation <hi>devoted</hi> to deſtruction; We have given you full power to be the Executioners of our Vengeance upon them, to kill their Perſons, deſtroy their Cities, poſſeſs their Lands, and to rule and reign over them. And laſtly if all this be too little, I conjure you by the blood of your <hi>Martyred Anceſtors,</hi> that have been hang'd like Traitors for their Zeal in this holy quarrel; and by all thoſe Severities and <hi>Perſecutions</hi> that you your ſelves have ſuffer'd from them, that you now take a full and fierce revenge upon thoſe wicked <hi>Albonians:</hi> If you ſuccced in your <hi>Attempts</hi> you have the booty for your Reward. If you miſcarry in them yet ſhall you not be unrewarded, while we your <hi>Father</hi> have a <hi>Bleſsing</hi> left for you: your <hi>Sufferings</hi> ſhall be re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>warded with <hi>Martyrdom,</hi> and your ſelves with Happineſs. We give you our <hi>Apo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtolical Benediction,</hi> and ſo go on and Proſper.—</p>
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                  <pb n="61" facs="tcp:95381:39"/>And here the <hi>Grand Viccar</hi> conclud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed his <hi>Oration,</hi> ſeating himſelf again in his <hi>Chair,</hi> and puffing for Breath, as hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing almoſt ſpent himſelf with his over ear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſt delivery: For my part I was glad of his cloſe, being as much wearied with hearing, as he was in ſpeaking ſuch hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rid and bloody matters againſt my own <hi>Country.</hi> I perceive (ſaid I to <hi>P<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
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                     </gap>e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roy</hi>) the <hi>Grand Biſhop</hi> can ſometimes <hi>play the Devil for Godſake,</hi> here is a pretty <hi>Scheme</hi> of <hi>Treaſon</hi> and <hi>Rebelli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on</hi> covered over with <hi>Religion.</hi> But what ſhall we do for our <hi>Lands</hi> when we return home again, ſeeing his <hi>Viccarſhip</hi> has now ſo frankly given them away from us to his <hi>Petropolitans.</hi> We muſt e'en <hi>Petition</hi> our new <hi>Maſters</hi> for the favour to be their <hi>Bailiffs</hi> over our own <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>meſnes,</hi> and be contented to exchange our Rents for Wages. Soft there (repli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed <hi>Phileroy</hi>) we are not brought to that paſs yet; to let them <hi>Ride</hi> while we are in the <hi>Saddle:</hi> We have yet eleven points of the Law in our own hands, let them have the twelfth and make the beſt on't: Their Title to <hi>Heaven,</hi> and to our <hi>Lands</hi> are grounded much alike upon the Promiſes of the <hi>Great Prophet,</hi> who is
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moſt liberal in giving away thoſe things that he hath no right to himſelf, although the proud <hi>Prelate</hi> claims the ſame prero<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gative over us, as the <hi>Iſraelites</hi> of old (by God's ſpecial Commiſſion) did over the reprobate <hi>Heathens,</hi> whoſe <hi>Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tries</hi> (by Covenant with their Fathers) <hi>God</hi> gave to them; or as he hath done over the poor <hi>Americans,</hi> Millions of whom by his Authority been have ſlain and murdered, to make way for their <hi>Converſion,</hi> but more truly to gain their Poſſeſſions: Yet till he can make out ſuch another Title to our lands as the <hi>Iews</hi> did to the <hi>Canaanites,</hi> by ſome <hi>Feoffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment</hi> or <hi>Deed</hi> of <hi>Gift</hi> from the ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pream <hi>Owner,</hi> let him make what Grants of them he pleaſes, or to whom he pleaſes, he ſhall give us leave to hold our proprie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties as long as we can. He muſt firſt buy them and pay dear for them too before he has them: And as for the <hi>Church-Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venues</hi> in the hands of the <hi>Albonian</hi> Clergy, we can plead an antiquity of <hi>Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcription</hi> before them, or that the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitans</hi> had any thing to do amongſt us. We had a <hi>Chriſtian Prince</hi> before ever they had a <hi>Chriſtian Biſhop,</hi> that by vertue of a Univerſal Monarchy could lay
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claim to any Homage from us: And un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>til our <hi>King</hi> and <hi>Country</hi> ſhall come to pay their fealties to him again, our Te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nures are ſuch, that the <hi>Fee</hi> and <hi>Homage</hi> are inſeparable, and he ſhall never gain the one without the other. Well here we broke off our parly to make our Obſerva<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of the following paſſages. The <hi>Great Biſhop,</hi> as I ſaid before, having finiſhed his <hi>Oration,</hi> ſome of the Company be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to ſhout, others hum'd a little, the reſt were ſilent. But after a little pauſe of ſome few minutes, they all fell cloſe to their buſineſs; the ſeveral parties be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing gradually called up to the board to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive their Inſtructions and Commiſſions; which, by the <hi>Great Biſhop's Order,</hi> were particularly delivered out to them by one that ſat at the board not far from him. This perſon, by his looks and habit, ſeemed to be an <hi>Albonian,</hi> I asked <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> if he knew him; he told me yes, That he was indeed our <hi>Country-man,</hi> the Son of an <hi>Albonian</hi> Divine, and that having a liberal Education beſtowed upon him in one of the <hi>Albonian</hi> Academies, and one of a ſtrong and quick apprehenſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, he having an humour of Travelling (to ſatisfie his Curioſity) into the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politan</hi>
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               <p>This perſon thus deciphered by <hi>Phile<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roy,</hi> I perceived, was very buſie in tum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bling over and ſorting the <hi>Papers</hi> and Parchments that lay before him, which he diſpoſed into ſeveral parcels, ready to be
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diſtributed to thoſe that they particularly belonged to, which having done, he pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeded to call over the ſeveral parties to receive their <hi>Orders,</hi> and firſt began with the <hi>Commiſsioners</hi> or <hi>Congregation</hi> (as they call it) <hi>de propaganda fide,</hi> for pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pagating the faith; of which number was the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> himſelf, the <hi>Scarlet Senate,</hi> the <hi>Mitred Men</hi> or <hi>Biſhops,</hi> (moſt of which were the <hi>Titula<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s</hi>) upon whom the Viccar had conferred the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>motions of ſeveral Biſhopricks in <hi>Albonia</hi> and <hi>Bogland,</hi> and appointed for their principal the noble <hi>Albonian Cardinal</hi> as his Legate and Procurator, in his <hi>Vic<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>carſhip</hi>'s name to take poſſeſſion of the <hi>Albonian</hi> Territories: Beſides theſe Were included in the ſame <hi>Commiſsion,</hi> ſeveral of the ſuperior <hi>Orders</hi> of the <hi>Clergy</hi> together with ſome eminent per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons of the Laity, all which were by their Names and Titles diſtinctly called upon, and anſwered to it in their places, they all ſit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting about the board where the <hi>Gr. Bp.</hi> was preſent: Then he took up an Inſtru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment and read to them ſigned by the <hi>Gr. Bp.</hi> wherein he declared<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> [<hi>That all the Albonian Dominions and Territories were part of St.</hi> Peter<hi>'s Patrimony, as forfeited
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to the Holy See, for the Hereſie of the Prince and People, and ſo to be diſpoſed of as he ſhould think fit.</hi>] This ſhort Declaration it ſeems was their grand <hi>Charter,</hi> by which they were to proceed in their De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns. Then next he read over to them a Paper containing <hi>Inſtructions</hi> to direct them in their Proceedings to this effect; That they ſhould take upon them the ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perintendency and Government of all the inferior Conſults, to direct them in their <hi>Managements,</hi> to appoint their <hi>Sta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions</hi> and Order of <hi>Meeting:</hi> to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive Advices from them, and give out <hi>Orders</hi> thereupon; to grant Licences, In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dulgences, and Diſpenſations by the grand <hi>Viccar</hi>'s Authority (as his <hi>Delegates</hi>) where they ſaw occaſion for them; to keep Correſpondencies by <hi>Legations</hi> and <hi>Miſsives</hi> with ſuch <hi>Princes,</hi> States, and Perſons of Eminencie, as were known Friends to the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Intereſt; that they were from this place to adjourn them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves over to St. <hi>Omers,</hi> which being an <hi>Academy</hi> and Nurſery of Learning, they were there to found a <hi>Colledge</hi> or Seminary for the training up of Youth in the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Religion, and in the Arts and Policies of the <hi>Petropolitan
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State,</hi> ſo to fit them for their Services, when ever they ſhould have occaſion to imploy them, either in <hi>Albonia,</hi> or other places; here they were for the future to keep their <hi>grand Conſults,</hi> to ſend out their diſpatches, and to receive advices, the Effects of which they were from time to time to ſend over to his <hi>Viccarſhip</hi> at <hi>Petropolis</hi> in Order to the receiving ſuch farther Order and Direction from him as he ſhould think fit. This was the Sum of their <hi>Inſtructions,</hi> which was then in Writing delivered up to the noble <hi>Albonian Cardinal</hi> for the uſe of him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf and the reſt in Commiſſion with him. Next to theſe was called up to the Board another party by the name of <hi>Semina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries,</hi> (ſowers or ſeeds-men) there drew up a great number of them all in religi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous Habits, with Baskets on one Arm, and throwing the other Arm about in the poſture of one that ſcatters <hi>Seed</hi> before the <hi>Plow.</hi> I wondred what the <hi>Devil</hi> was the meaning of this humour, I thought this burning <hi>Soil</hi> was too hot and parched to nouriſh any <hi>Seed</hi> that ſhould be caſt into it. But it ſeems all this was but a fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gure or repreſentation of their Name and Office; For asking <hi>Phileroy</hi> the meaning
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of theſe <hi>Actions,</hi> and who they were that performed them, He told me they were the great <hi>Biſhop</hi>'s <hi>Planters</hi> or <hi>Seeds-men</hi> that he employed to cultivate all thoſe Lands that the <hi>Viccar</hi> laid claim to, as any part of his <hi>Patrimony,</hi> and to <hi>ſow</hi> them with the ſeeds of the <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litan</hi> Doctrines and Diſcipline (this is their pretence) but indeed rather to <hi>ſow</hi> the <hi>ſeeds</hi> of Sedition, Treaſon and Rebel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lion, in the heads of the <hi>Vnthinking Vulgar,</hi> whoſe thick, and ſoft Skulls they make uſe of as a fit ground for ſuch <hi>diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeminations;</hi> and theſe you ſee here, are now deſigned upon the ſame Employment into our Country of <hi>Albonia</hi>—How, ſaid I, into <hi>Albonia?</hi> Nay then—and here without proſing it farther, my Indignation againſt theſe <hi>Varlets</hi> threw me into a poetical fury, which I expreſſed thus—
<q>
                     <l>—If this be true,</l>
                     <l>Curs'd be the <hi>Viccar</hi> and his <hi>ſeeding</hi> Crue;</l>
                     <l>Never may <hi>Heav'n</hi> on their endeavors ſmile,</l>
                     <l>That thus their <hi>Seed</hi> ſow in another's Soil;</l>
                     <l>But blaſt their <hi>Crop,</hi> and all their <hi>Pains</hi> defeat,</l>
                     <l>That go to <hi>ſow</hi> their <hi>Tares</hi> amongſt our <hi>Wheat.</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <pb n="69" facs="tcp:95381:43"/>And while among us they deſign to <hi>ſow</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>Their Treaſons, <hi>may the Devil ſpeed the Plow,</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>And When they've done, pay them their Wages too.</l>
                     <l>And they that ſow falſe <hi>Doctrine</hi> and Deluſion,</l>
                     <l>May they again <hi>reap Halters</hi> and <hi>Confuſion,</hi>
                     </l>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Phileroy</hi> ſmiled at the fancy, but could not but be ſurpriſed to ſee me fall into ſuch an unuſual rapture, asking me what I ail'd, and whether the <hi>warmth</hi> of the place had made me <hi>hot-brain'd</hi> or no? I told him not ſo much that, as the warmth of my own <hi>Zeal</hi> juſtly kindled at the ſight of thoſe <hi>Religious</hi> Monſters, that not con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent to brood, and ſpawn in their own cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupt and putrid ſoils, muſt go about to ſpread their infection in the wholſome air of our <hi>reformed</hi> Countries.—However I deſired <hi>Phileroy</hi> (while their Commiſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on was reading to them, which I did not much mind) to diſcourſe to me ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing of the <hi>Order</hi> and <hi>Conſtitution</hi> of this <hi>Religious Fraternity,</hi> which (at my requeſt) he readily performed in this manner; Theſe <hi>Seminaries,</hi> ſaid he, were an <hi>Order</hi> of <hi>Prieſts</hi> at firſt inſtituted
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by a Country-man of ours, one <hi>Alanus,</hi> a <hi>Petropolitan Cardinal,</hi> about the latter end of the reign of their grand Enemy, our unparallel'd <hi>Chriſtian</hi> Princeſs <hi>Eliſa,</hi> by whoſe ſucceſsful care in the <hi>Reformation</hi> of <hi>Religion,</hi> the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> finding they had loſt their <hi>Harveſt,</hi> they contrived to lay in for another, by <hi>ſowing</hi> again thoſe Principles of falſe Worſhip, Sedition and Rebellion againſt <hi>Government,</hi> which had been by the indeavours of this <hi>Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs</hi> for ſome time happily rooted out from amongſt us. To the undertaking of this great work, <hi>Ala<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>us,</hi> out of a Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany of ſtragling <hi>Albonian Fugitives,</hi> had in a ſhort time ſelected ſuch a parcel of <hi>Scoundrels</hi> fit for his purpoſe, as were amaſſed into a great and bulky body; theſe he convened into the <hi>Order</hi> of a di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtinct <hi>Fraternity,</hi> which, for their better Convenience and Diſcipline, he incorpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rated within the <hi>Walls</hi> of a Foundation, purpoſely raiſed at his own charge for them at <hi>Doway</hi> in <hi>Flanders;</hi> where un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der the tutorage of <hi>Preſidents</hi> and <hi>Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vincials</hi> ſet over them, they were <hi>ſtu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diouſly</hi> inſtructed in all the arts of carnal <hi>Policy</hi> for the propagating of a falſe <hi>Reli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gion,</hi> and ſtirring up of an unnatural Rebel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lion
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againſt their native Prince and Country. This Colledge of <hi>Prieſts</hi> (or rather Ken<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nel of the <hi>Devil's Beagles</hi>) he inſtitut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by the name which yet they retain of <hi>Seminaries</hi> or Sowers: <hi>Sowers</hi> of Strife and Miſchief, <hi>Sowers</hi> of Schiſm and Faction, <hi>Sowers</hi> of Treaſon and Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bellion; theſe were the happy parts, theſe well <hi>qualified Gentlemen</hi> were to act, and to theſe purpoſes after they had been nurſed up to ſome maturity there; they were ſent over in great numbers (as they will be now) into <hi>Albonia,</hi> to practiſe their ſowing Trade under ſeveral diſguiſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments to avoid <hi>Suſpition</hi> of their de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns. But this new cultivated Country though it was their natural Soil, yet prov<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed too unnatural to receive any of their peſtilent Seed within it, but caſt it out with abhorrency; and wherever it did take root, yet all the Crop they gathered from it, was but an unkind and pernicious ſort of <hi>Hemp-ſeed,</hi> which afterward prov<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed ſo fatal in the winding up of the matter, as to be the Inſtrument of their De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruction; So true holds that old adage.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>—Nec Lex <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſt juſtior ulla</l>
                  <l>Quam necis artifices arte perire ſuâ.</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="72" facs="tcp:95381:45"/>Thoſe that Deſtruction ſow and Death,</l>
                  <l>'Tis fit themſelves ſhould loſe their breath.</l>
               </q>
               <p>In ſhort, they juſtly received the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward of their <hi>Treaſons</hi> at the <hi>Tyburni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>an T<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ide<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t;</hi> and we through <hi>Gods</hi> Mercy kept our <hi>Peace</hi> and <hi>Religion</hi> ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cure out of their graſping clutches. Yet ſtill they continued their <hi>Conſults</hi> at their new founded <hi>Colledge</hi> at <hi>Doway,</hi> where no ſooner one Treaſon was knockt down, but preſently like <hi>Hydra</hi>'s heads they hatch and ſtart up a new one; till all at length became but <hi>Victims</hi> to the pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, Courage, and Piety of our bleſſed <hi>Reformer:</hi> But <hi>Wars</hi> afterwards break<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing out betwixt her and the <hi>Catholique Monarch,</hi> he would no longer ſuffer theſe <hi>Alboniaus</hi> (tho <hi>Petropolitans</hi>) being her Subjects to rooſt themſelves within his <hi>Territories,</hi> but broke them up to go whi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther their own Wills or the Devil would car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry them; thus being diſlodged from their old dear <hi>Habitation</hi> to follow their fate in a Pilgrim Condition, the then <hi>great Biſhop</hi> hearing of their Misfortune, and eſteeming them for the merit of their Undertaking, did, out of his compaſſionate tenderneſs to ſuch pious Creatures, as well as good Will to their Deſigns, allot them two other
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new places for their reception, the one at <hi>R<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>mes,</hi> and the other at <hi>Petropolis</hi> it ſelf, where they became again <hi>Collegi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ate,</hi> and reſumed their former <hi>Order</hi> and Diſcipline that they obſerved at <hi>Doway.</hi> Beſides this great favour, his <hi>Viccarſhip,</hi> for their better Encouragement, endowed them in theſe places with large Stipends and Revenues: And well he might; for you know the <hi>Labourer</hi> is worthy of his <hi>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ire;</hi> while they bring griſt to his Mill, he may well ſuffer them to take toll, and while they <hi>ſow</hi> his corn, to let them eat of his bread, ſince they have been ſo well ſetled, and ſuch ample proviſions made for their Encouragement; their <hi>Order</hi> has increaſed wonderfully to a great unweildy Bulk and Proportion; they are become as <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>umerous as the <hi>Frogs</hi> in <hi>Egypt,</hi> and like <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>hoſe noiſome cattle, we may find them <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>aking (ſo impudent are they grown) <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ea in the moſt ſacred retirements of <hi>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s Courts;</hi> their very Cloſets and <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ed Chambers, where they ſpare not to <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>it their Venom, if poſſible, to infect the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ery <hi>Government</hi> it ſelf; of the ſame <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>eaven are the <hi>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>erd</hi> now before us, which <hi>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ou</hi> ſee of themſelves are of a pretty conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>erable number, beſides thoſe that are al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready
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ſent over into <hi>Albonia</hi> upon the ſame ſervice. They are moſt of them <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonians,</hi> but <hi>Renegado's,</hi> and I hope when we come to meet them ſhortly in <hi>Albonia,</hi> we ſhall ſee them puniſhed ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cordingly.</p>
               <p>Here <hi>Phileroy</hi> broke off his Diſcourſe, (which was very pleaſant to me) for now the <hi>Secretary,</hi> who all this while had been reading the <hi>Commiſsion,</hi> had concluded, and then proceeded, as we perceived, to fill their <hi>Seed-baskets</hi> with heaps of odd kind of trumpery, ſuch as <hi>Crucifixes, <hi>Agnus Deis,</hi> Criſmes, Roſaries,</hi> little pots of Water, Scrolls, Pamphlets, and a world of ſuch kind of Frippery.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>This was their Seed it ſeems, but 'twas not Wheat,</l>
                  <l>To ſay the truth, 'twas nothing but a Cheat.</l>
               </q>
               <p>Well, thus the Aſſes being ſadled for their journey, the next thing in order, was to <hi>diſcipline</hi> them, according to the pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per of Inſtructions, which was then for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mally read to them after this manner, (their conſents being firſt asked whether they were all willing to undertake the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign, which they all jointly conſented to by the holding up of their hands) They
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were all of them forthwith to imbarque themſelves for <hi>Albonia,</hi> where upon thei<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> landing, they were to diſperſe themſelves, in ſuch diſguiſed habits as were moſt proper for their concealment, into the moſt populous and noted places of the <hi>Kingdom;</hi> where, while they continued, they were by a free and generous Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſe, to inſinuate themſelves into the <hi>fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miliarities</hi> of all ſorts of perſons (eſpeci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally the <hi>illiterate</hi>) where they had hopes of proſelyting any to the <hi>Petropolitan faith,</hi> and to uſe their utmoſt Endeavours to bring them over to the <hi>Mother-Church;</hi> and that they might not be frighted by the <hi>Albonian Laws</hi> againſt ſuch practices, his <hi>Viccarſhip</hi> had grant<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed them full and ample <hi>Diſpenſations</hi> (under the <hi>Seal of the Fiſher</hi>) for their concealment (if any danger ſhould happen) that they might pretend, equivocate, fal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſifie or uſe any artifices whatſoever, that might be conducible to their Preſerva<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion.</p>
               <p>They were under pretences of <hi>Religi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on,</hi> to aſſume the habits of the <hi>Religi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous</hi> amongſt the <hi>Albonians,</hi> and under <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>hat pretext, having procured ſome eſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mation amongſt the Clergy, to get into
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their Pulpits, and there to vent, under ſome ſmooth and gloſſy way of expreſſion, their <hi>Petropolitan Principles,</hi> and to exaſpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate the <hi>Conforming</hi> party againſt the <hi>Diſſenters.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>On the other ſide they were to ingrati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ate themſelves with the <hi>Diſſenters</hi> and under pretences of the more <hi>ſtrictneſs</hi> in their profeſſion, to get in (with ſuch of them, eſpecially as would admit of a <hi>Lay Communion</hi> betwixt Paſtor and People, and permit <hi>unordained</hi> perſons to preſide in their Congregations) to teach in their Aſſemblies, and to inſtruct them in ſuch things, as upon the oppoſite point would exaſperate them againſt the <hi>Conform<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>iſts.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Thus by the uſual art of <hi>Petropolitan ambodexterſhip,</hi> they were to ſet one party againſt the other, and ſo uſing them as <hi>Sampſon</hi>'s Foxes, by linking them with oppoſite faces and fire brands between them of their own kindling, to cauſe a flame of Faction and Difference, that ſhould terminate in deſtruction and ruine to them both.</p>
               <p>They were to ingratiate themſelves with ſuch of the leſs knowing <hi>Nobility,</hi> as might by their ſubtle perſuaſions be the
<pb n="77" facs="tcp:95381:47"/>
more eaſily <hi>bigotted</hi> to the <hi>Petropolitan faith,</hi> and having proſelyted them to that faith, they were ſo far to indear them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves to them by their obliging Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſes, as to become <hi>Maſters</hi> of their purſes, and to extract from them ſuch ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plies as might be conducible to the carry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing on of the preſent deſign.</p>
               <p>They were by their moſt ſtrenuous in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavours to obſtruct the convention of the <hi>Grand Senate,</hi> (the greateſt <hi>Op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pugners</hi> of the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Intereſt) and either to corrupt them by gaining up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the Vulgar, to prefer ſuch Perſons in their popular Elections, as ſhould be for the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Intereſt, or by ſome means to caſt bones of Diſſention amongſt them, to raiſe a quarrel between themſelves, and ſo to occaſion their breaking up.</p>
               <p>They were to amuſe the people by ſcat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tering ſuch papers and <hi>Pamphlets</hi> a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt them, as ſhould tend either to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cenſe them againſt the Government, or to create diviſions between themſelves.</p>
               <p>Theſe, as near as I can remember, were the principal heads of their Inſtructions, a Copy of which was afterwards delivered to them, together with ſome <hi>Pardons</hi> and indulgences neceſſary to ſuch ſinners
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as they were like to prove, if they fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed their Directions; All which being diſpatched, they were diſmiſſed with his <hi>Viccarſhip</hi>'s ſolemn <hi>Benediction,</hi> and ſo having made their low obeyſance to the <hi>Great Biſhop,</hi> they went back again in Order to their place.</p>
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               <head>CHAP. IV.</head>
               <argument>
                  <p>The next <hi>Order</hi> that comes up, is that of the <hi>Ignatians;</hi> a Deſcription of them; their Original, and practices; Inſtru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of Slaughter delivered to them by the <hi>Gr. Viccar;</hi> their Inſtructions. Then come up the Provincials of ſeveral Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tries, that were to ſuperintend the other inferiour Miniſters. Their Names and particular Inſtructions about the manage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of the Plot. Next come up the Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nedictines who were to ſettle themſelves in a Colledge in <hi>Albonia.</hi> Then the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politan</hi> Phyſitian that was to poiſon the King, ſome pleaſant paſſages concerning him. A Glaſs of poiſon, and purſe of Gold delivered to him by the <hi>Gr. Bp.</hi> The <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan</hi>
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Advocate ſucceeds him; his Deſcription and Inſtructions. The <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan</hi> Meſqueraders deſcribed; their ridiculous Habit, ſome particular perſons of that faction merrily hinted at.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>NExt unto thoſe came up a <hi>Crue</hi> of Fellows, ſuch as in my Life I never ſaw the like before, ſo uncouth and ugly both in their looks and Deportment; They were called on by the name of <hi>Ignatians;</hi> their habit as black as Hell, formed after the manner of a religious <hi>Order,</hi> only their Gate was novel and ſtrange every one of them as they marched along limping and halting with one Leg. I did not for all their religious outſides, take them for ſuch ſancti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied Perſons, that they got their lameneſs (as <hi>Iacob</hi> did his) by wreſtling with An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gels, but that they rather got it by ſome exceſſive Exerciſes in <hi>Franconia,</hi> howe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver, be the cauſe what it would, I won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred that the <hi>Grand Viccar</hi> ſhould make uſe of ſuch lame tools in his Service: But my <hi>Oracle Phileroy</hi> preſently reſolved me, who told me they had their <hi>Name</hi> and <hi>Inſtitution</hi> from one <hi>Ignatius</hi> a famous Saint amongſt the <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> ſometimes an <hi>Hyſperian</hi> Souldier of the
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loweſt rank, and for his Debaucheries af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terwards caſhierd, and then turn'd <hi>Reli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gious</hi> who having obtained Orders for himſelf, did afterwards inſtitute that Or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der which is now ſo called after his name, and that he being himſelf a Cripple, his Diſciples do thus imitate him in their counterfeit lameneſs.</p>
               <p>This Order, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> ſince their firſt <hi>Inſtitution</hi> are become ſo numerous, that they have their Societies in moſt parts of the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> World, and are be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come ſo famous for their Exploits in the <hi>Great Biſhops</hi> ſervice, that he ſeems to repoſe more confidence in them, than in any other <hi>Order</hi> of the <hi>Hierarchy.</hi> They are indeed his <hi>Janizaries,</hi> perſons ſo bold and daring, that they will venture upon the greateſt dangers and difficulties to do him ſervice, tho it be to kill<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <hi>
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                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>narch,</hi> to burn <hi>Cities,</hi> maſſacre a Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try, or to perpetrate any other villany, and afterwards be hang'd, or otherwiſe tortured to death for their pains.</p>
               <p>Theſe <hi>Vermin</hi> are not more ſavage in their practices, than ſubtle in their <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns,</hi> and therefore they take none into their Societies, but perſons of moſt quick and acute parts, whom they afterwards
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educate in the moſt ſublime arts of State and <hi>Policy</hi> according to the <hi>Machiavel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lian</hi> documents; and having ſo prepared them, they are ſent abroad into the Courts and Countries of <hi>Chriſtian</hi> Princes to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ecute ſuch deſigns (tho never ſo villanous) as the <hi>Grand Viccar</hi> ſhall impoſe upon them. I deſired to hear no more of them, but to obſerve the Paſſages of their proceedings; but then a new fit of Wonder ſeized me, when upon their coming up, the firſt preſent that was made to them (after their Commiſſion) was a parcel of tragical Inſtruments of death and deſtructi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, as Knives, Daggers, Piſtols, Match, Fire-balls, and ſuch like, all which were by his <hi>Viccarſhip</hi> firſt ſolemnly conſecrat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, by taking them in his hands, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtowing upon them his <hi>Apoſtolical</hi> Bene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diction, and then dellvered by the <hi>Secre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tary</hi> into the hands of the <hi>Ignatians,</hi> who received them with the Ceremony of Kiſſing, and then diſpoſed them at their Girdles, or in their Pockets, as they thought fit.</p>
               <p>After which their Inſtructions were like<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe read to them as the former, the ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance of which was,</p>
               <p>That they were according to the ſolemn
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                  <hi>Vow</hi> of their Profeſſion, and their Duty to his <hi>Viccarſhip,</hi> and the <hi>Mother-Church,</hi> to endeavour the Extirpation of <hi>Hereſie</hi> and Hereticks out of all places in the <hi>Europian</hi> World, eſpecially <hi>Albo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia</hi> (the principal Place deſigned in this <hi>grand Conſult</hi>) And to this end they were ſpeedily to imbarque themſelves thi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther; and having there fixed the places of their Conſults and Meetings together, were to diſperſe themſelves into the Countreys, and to endeavour by the Arts and Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thods of their Policy, either to proſelyte the People to the <hi>Petropolitan faith,</hi> or to make them loſe their own by raiſing and occaſioning ſuch Schiſms and factions amongſt them, as ſhould terminate in de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruction and confuſion.</p>
               <p>But in order to the more <hi>grand</hi> deſign of <hi>Subverting</hi> the <hi>Government</hi> (as the Gap by which the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> were moſt probably to enter) they were with thoſe conſecrated Inſtruments of Death and Deſtruction delivered to them, by themſelves (or their agents) to deſtroy the ſacred perſon of the <hi>Albonian Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>narch,</hi> and all others commiſſionated by him, that were known Enemies to the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan</hi> State. And if Heaven ſhould
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croſs them in theſe Enterpriſes; <q>Flectere ſi nequeant ſuperos <hi>(yet)</hi> Acheront a movere;</q>
(that is) [Devil do thy worſt] if the <hi>King,</hi> in ſpight of the <hi>Devil</hi> and his Agents, ſhould continue to live and reign, yet let his Subjects ſuffer; They were to fire their dwellings (and themſelves run away by the light of them) and if any other fair opportunity of Miſchief happened in the way, to raiſe a Mutiny, to pilfer their goods, or to cut the throat of any well-willer to the <hi>Albonian</hi> Weal, they were not to ſtick at the doing of it.</p>
               <p>And if any <hi>Chriſtian Magiſtrate</hi> ſho'd be over-active in his Office, either in pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſecuting the Laws againſt them, or enquir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing into the Myſtery of their Deſigns; He was preſently to be taken off; Their Eye muſt not ſpare him; but they or ſome agents imployed by them, muſt by ſome means or other get him diſcharged both of his Life and Office at once. And if in attempting any of the aforeſaid Villanies, their Deſigns ſhould happen to be diſcover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed before their Execution, and they there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>upon called to queſtion about them, they had Diſpenſations granted them by his <hi>grand Viccarſhip,</hi> to conceal them by any Lyes, Denials, or equivocations, that
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their Wits ſhould help them to make uſe of.</p>
               <p>Nay, if they ſhould be proſecuted ſo far, as to bonds and Impriſonments, and afterwards be brought to their <hi>Trial,</hi> and receive judgment of Death, and brought to Execution, yet ſhould not their very <hi>Lives</hi> be dear to them in ſuch a caſe, and for ſo glorious a cauſe; but they ſhould rather part with them in an obſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate affirming of their pretended innocen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy (let there be never ſo many or ſuffici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent proofs to the contrary) than to ſave them by a ſneaking or timorous Confeſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of the truth to the diſcouragement of the other Undertakers, and marring their deſigns.</p>
               <p>And if thus like true and couragious <hi>Champions</hi> of the <hi>Petropolitan Church,</hi> they perſiſted to the death in the Vindication of their cauſe. The <hi>great Biſhop</hi> had granted them the glorious Titles and Rewards of <hi>Martyrdom,</hi> they ſhould be <hi>Canonized</hi> and <hi>Kalendered</hi> a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt the <hi>Red-lettered Worthies;</hi> they ſhould be immediately freed from the pains of <hi>Purgatory,</hi> and be taken into <hi>Paradiſe,</hi> and their Blood and Bones, and the very Rags of their <hi>Veſtments</hi> be con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſecrated
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and laid up in the <hi>Petropolitan Conſervatories</hi> as eternal trophies of their Faith and <hi>Martyrdom.</hi>
               </p>
               <q>
                  <l>Thus they're encourag'd to deſtroy their lives</l>
                  <l>Themſelves; needs they muſt go, the Devil drives.</l>
                  <l>Thus we may ſee what Martyrs <hi>Rome</hi> has own'd,</l>
                  <l>The vileſt Traitors thus as Martyrs crown'd:</l>
                  <l>Let <hi>Rome</hi> reward their ſufferings as they pleaſe,</l>
                  <l>Halters and hatches ſtill are here their Fees.</l>
               </q>
               <p>Armed with theſe <hi>Inſtructions</hi> (pure <hi>Goſpel</hi> documents were they not) theſe <hi>Sons</hi> of <hi>Violence</hi> and <hi>Confuſion,</hi> after having received their <hi>conſecrated Tools</hi> Diſpenſation and other Trinkets, at the hands of the aforeſaid <hi>Secretary,</hi> went limping back to their place, as did the former, not without his <hi>Viccarſhip</hi>'s <hi>Apoſtolical</hi> Benediction ſolemnly be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtowed upon them; and they had mine too in to the bargain, though after the man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner that witches ſay their prayers, and the Jews read the <hi>Talmud.</hi> I heartily wiſht that God would blaſt and confound them in all their curſed Deſigns and Practices, and did not queſtion, but ſuch wiſhes might be as prevalent as his <hi>Vnho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lineſs</hi>'s
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Bleſſing. I expected to ſee no more of them, till I ſhould meet them at the Gallows, and then I ſhould ſee how well they obſerved their Inſtructions.</p>
               <p>Next to theſe came up an <hi>Order</hi> of <hi>Church-men</hi> in more coſtly habits than any of the former, and ſeemed by their Garb and going to be none of the ſmall Prophets, but ſome ſpecial <hi>Dignitaries</hi> amongſt them. Theſe, <hi>Phileroy</hi> told me, were <hi>Provincials</hi> inveſted with <hi>pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſidencies</hi> over the ſeveral inferiour <hi>Or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders,</hi> and were according to their In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtructions to hold their reſidencies in ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral of the <hi>Petropolitan Countries</hi> as namely the <hi>Catholick Provinces, Fran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conia, Caſtilia,</hi> &amp;c. Where they had their ſeveral Titles and Juriſdictions; and theſe were to hold Correſpondence, and to give directions to thoſe <hi>Provincials</hi> in <hi>Albonia,</hi> and other places that were inferiour and ſubject to them, as namely, Father <hi>Paulus d' Oliva</hi> Provincial gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral, preſiding the <hi>Ignatian Order,</hi> was to direct the Conſults and Managements of that Order reſiding at <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> and had a particular Commiſſion delivered to him to that purpoſe.</p>
               <p>Then came up Mounſieur <hi>Ieronimo
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Provincial</hi> of the <hi>Ignatians</hi> in <hi>novo Caſtilio</hi> whoſe <hi>inſtructions</hi> were accord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to the form of his Commiſſion, to fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſh ſuch of that Order, that were enga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in the preſent Deſign, with Counſel and Mony, and to miſrepreſent the actions and intentions of the <hi>Albonian</hi> Monarch in the <hi>Catholick</hi> Court, ſo as to create Jealouſies and Feuds between the Two Crowns; as knowing that as the Intereſt of their Kingdoms did oblige them to a mutual amitie; ſo ſuch an amitie would be inconſiſtent with the intereſt of their preſent Deſigns, and very much hinder their proceedings, unleſs it were ſome way broken, or diſturbed by them.</p>
               <p>Enter next Father <hi>le Cheſe,</hi> an <hi>Igna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tian,</hi> who though no <hi>Provincial,</hi> yet being a perſon of great Eminence and Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thority, as being Confeſſor to the <hi>Franco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nian Monarch,</hi> was thought fit to have his place amongſt the aforeſaid <hi>Dignita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries.</hi> He was it ſeems a notable <hi>Sacro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politico</hi> of that Order in whoſe Policies the <hi>grand Biſhop</hi> repoſed much Confidence as to this Affair; and beſides was a great Friend of the <hi>Secretaries,</hi> with whom, when in <hi>Albonia,</hi> he was to hold a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtant, but very private Correſpondence
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by Ciphers and Figures, whereby the ſaid <hi>Secretary</hi> was to inform the ſaid Father <hi>le Cheſe,</hi> and he to inform his great Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter, the <hi>Franconian Prince</hi> with all the moſt conſiderable matters of State, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to which they ſhould take their meaſures, and for his Encouragement in ſuch ſervices, the <hi>moſt Petropolitan Monarch</hi> would allow him a conſiderable penſion, (as the Reward of his Treaſons.) I perceived the <hi>Secretary</hi> in ſpeaking to him, did obſerve more than Ordinary Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verence towards him, but had he then known what afterwards I knew happened, that his negotiations with him ſhould be rewarded with an Halter, I ſuppoſe he would not at this time have been ſo offici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous in his Obſervances to him.</p>
               <p>This Service indeed was dangerous and difficult to manage in the Court of a <hi>Ch i<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtian Prince,</hi> and ſuch an one whoſe own known ſagacity, beſides the aſſiſtance of an able and diſcrete Council, might very probably, in good time, diſcover, and ſo prevent ſuch treaſonable Correſpondencies: but the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Politicians are men too bold and daring to ſtart at dangers, tho they lie in immediate proſpect, their uſual Motto being <hi>Neck or nothing,</hi>
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when (like fooliſh hardy people, ruſhing themſelves from precipices) they venture upon ſuch deſperate attempts in the ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice of their ambitious imployers.</p>
               <p>The laſt of this company, that preſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed himſelf to the Board, was another <hi>Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vincial;</hi> that by his looks and geſture ſeemed to be an <hi>Albonian,</hi> and ſo indeed he was (as <hi>Phileroy</hi> informed me) an own dear <hi>Traitor</hi> Countryman of ours, that out of his deviliſh Zeal to the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politan</hi> Cauſe, was going (with the reſt of his <hi>parrieidian</hi> crue) to deſtroy his own natural <hi>Prince</hi> and <hi>Country.</hi> I asked <hi>Phileroy</hi> the name of this <hi>Monſter,</hi> he told me his ſurname was <hi>Strange,</hi> but by what name of Baptiſm he was called, whether <hi>Roger,</hi> or <hi>Thomas,</hi> or <hi>Iohn,</hi> he knew not, but that he was commiſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>onated to be <hi>Provincial</hi> over the <hi>Igna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tians</hi> in <hi>Albonia,</hi> whoſe Inſtructions were no other than that he ſhould govern and direct them in the management of this <hi>Deſign,</hi> according to their general In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtructions, and as he ſhould be Ordered from time to time by the <hi>Father general</hi> at <hi>Petropolis.</hi> Theſe were all the Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons (ſo near as I can remember) of this <hi>Gang,</hi> who having ſeverally diſcharged
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their Duty at the <hi>Board,</hi> went off as the former.</p>
               <p>I thought there would be no end of this tragical Proceſſion, the ſcenes multiplying ſo faſt one after another, and to ſay truth I began to be almoſt tired with beholding them: But <hi>Phileroy</hi> told me there was one <hi>Order</hi> more to come up in the rear of theſe, who were an <hi>Albonian</hi> Frater<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity, called <hi>Benedictines,</hi> to whom his <hi>Viccarſhip</hi> (of his ſpecial Bounty) had by his Pattent granted an ancient and goodly Structure (ſometime the reſidence of the <hi>Albonian</hi> Princes) ſcituate in <hi>Londino<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>polis,</hi> called <hi>Savoy,</hi> which they were to uſe and enjoy as a <hi>Colledge</hi> for their <hi>Fra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternity</hi> therein to repoſe their Library and ſacred Utenſils, and to manage there their <hi>Conſults</hi> with the reſt of their Bre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thren, as they ſhould ſee occaſion; there was a pretty number of them I ſaw draw up to the Board, moſt of which by their Countenances ſeemed to be <hi>Albonians,</hi> but what they did there, or what was ſaid, I minded not; for the truth is, at the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtanding of this, I fell into a deep fit of muſing, thinking with my ſelf of the preſumptuous arrogance of the <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litan Biſhop,</hi> who would not be con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent
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only to let his deſtructive Beagles to skulk up and down in ſhelters, in a Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try where their Company was ſo much abhorred and hated, but ſhould aſſign them ſo publick a place in the midſt of a populous <hi>City,</hi> and near to the <hi>Princes</hi> Court (as it was) to kennel in. I confeſs my admiration at this and ſome other paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſages that I had obſerved, put me into a very profound fit of muſing and thought<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fulneſs, ſo that I never obſerved this new Company, either what they did at the Conſult, or when they departed; But my Friend <hi>Phileroy</hi> ſeeing me ſtand in ſuch a ſtudious poſture, with my Eyes fixed upon the ground, and Head leaning upon my Hand, began to rouſe me up by pluck<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing me by the Elbow, and ſaying, What, are you aſleep? <hi>A wake-man,</hi> Here is another <hi>rare Show</hi> a coming; No, no, ſaid I, <hi>Phileroy</hi> I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
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                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> was aſleep all this while; but however at this time, I fanci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed my ſelf awake, only got into a <hi>brown Study,</hi> out of which being thus rouſed by <hi>Phileroy,</hi> I opened mine Eyes again to ſee what <hi>Pageant</hi> was next, and pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently I diſcovered a ſingle perſon by him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, and without any other Company,
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marching up in great haſte (as if he had for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>got himſelf) towards the Table; he ſhew<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed himſelf by his habit to be an <hi>Albonian,</hi> and was a ſpare thin-faced old man, pret<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty tall, having over his other cloaths a<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>long ſcarlet Gown and Hood, ſuch as in <hi>Albonia</hi> are uſed by thoſe of the Degree of <hi>Doctor;</hi> to ſatisfie my curioſity, <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> told me that he knew him very well, and that he was an <hi>Albonian Phy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſician:</hi> (A <hi>Phyſician</hi> (ſaid I) what need is there of ſuch here) their province being to ſave mens <hi>lives;</hi> but thoſe are all for deſtroying them. 'Tis true indeed re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plied he, it is a <hi>Phyſician</hi>'s work to pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve <hi>Life,</hi> if they can, though through their ignorance too often they deſtroy ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny; but what ſuch do ignorantly, this great man (for he is a perſon of quality) ſhall do wilfully, and kill as many at once (if he ſucceed in his Deſign) as <hi>Nero</hi> would have done, when he wiſhed that all the Citizens of <hi>Rome</hi> had but one <hi>Neck,</hi> that he might ſtrike it off at a blow. The <hi>Albonian</hi> Nation have but one ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pream Head upon whoſe preſervation, the Lives and Properties of the whole King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom does depend? Him this <hi>Devils drugſter</hi> is to take off by <hi>poiſon,</hi> and to
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facilitate his way to it, he hath already got a place in the <hi>Albonian Court,</hi> whereby he may have the freer acceſs to the <hi>King</hi> when he has occaſion, and is lately come over to the Conſult to receive his <hi>Orders;</hi> the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> has had ſeveral diſcourſes with him in private, ſince his being here, and I ſuppoſe has firmly ingaged him to the buſineſs, and that he now attends the Board for Inſtructi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons. And accordingly I ſaw the <hi>Secre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tary</hi> deliver him ſome Inſtruments into his hand, and wiſhed him to be very care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful in his management. The <hi>Great Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhop</hi> himſelf then beckened up to him, and whiſpered ſomething in his Ear (what it was I know not) and then took up a <hi>ſmall glaſs</hi> of liquor, which <hi>Phileroy</hi> ſaid he believed was the poiſon, and having mum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled a few words over it, which was the <hi>Bleſsing</hi> or Conſecration of the <hi>Viccar</hi> to make it effectual; he then delivered it to the <hi>Darts,</hi> wiſhing its operation to be ſucceſsful, and him to be ſaithful and cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ragious in the applying of it; after which he took up a good bulky purſe (of <hi>Gold</hi> as 'tis ſuppoſed) and having likewiſe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtowed his Benediction upon it (ſuch bleſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſings I confeſs I thought I could be con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent
<pb n="94" facs="tcp:95381:56"/>
to receive from his <hi>Viccarſhip</hi> my ſelf) he likewiſe gave the <hi>Phyſitian</hi> that; upon this purſe was plainly inſcribed this Motto in Capitals, <q>
                     <l>—Auri ſacra Fames</l>
                     <l>—Quae non mortalia pectora cogis? <hi>Virg.</hi>
                     </l>
                  </q>
which <hi>Phileroy</hi> was pleaſed to engliſh thus, <q>
                     <l>—The ſacred hunger of Gold</l>
                     <l>Will Judges make corrupt, and Cowards bold.</l>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>Thus furniſhed with his poiſonous <hi>drug,</hi> and <hi>healing bag,</hi> this new <hi>Doctor Lopez</hi> made his Obeyſance to the Court and va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſht; In whoſe room ſtarts up preſently another <hi>Gown-man</hi> (an <hi>Albonian</hi>) but of a different Robe, having on him ſuch an one as is uſually worn by the <hi>Advo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cates</hi> and Pleaders in <hi>Albonia;</hi> he ſeemed to be about 50 years of age, a ſpare man, but of a comely aſpect, and very grave in his deportment; the Court ſeemed to give him much reſpect, he being as <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> informed me, the chief <hi>Counſellor</hi> and Advocate to all the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty in <hi>Albonia,</hi> and his ſervices in that particular was looked upon to be of no ſmall conſideration to their Deſigns and In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt, being to draw up the Conveyances of ſuch Eſtates as they ſhould purchaſe in
<pb n="95" facs="tcp:95381:56"/>
                  <hi>Albonia,</hi> or ſuch Stocks as they ſhould raiſe for the carrying on their Deſigns, to ſettle them ſecurely, as alſo to draw up ſuch <hi>Commiſsions</hi> and <hi>Pattents,</hi> as ſhould be neceſſary to their purpoſe; His charge which he received from the <hi>grand Viccar</hi> himſelf was no more in ſhort than that he ſhould be careful and faithful in his truſt, in the management of which, they knew his own skill and learning in the Laws would be moſt proper to direct him without receiving from them any particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lar Inſtructions.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>Thus <hi>Phyſick, Law,</hi> and feign'd <hi>Divinity</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>In heats againſt their <hi>Native Country</hi> burn,</l>
                  <l>Let them go on, but may that <hi>Miſery</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Deſign'd to us, upon themſelves <hi>return.</hi>
                  </l>
               </q>
               <p>The <hi>Lawyer,</hi> after a ſhort ſtay, did likewiſe make his <hi>Exit:</hi> And who the <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vil</hi> ſhould come up next but a ſort of <hi>Maſqueraders</hi> or <hi>Proteſto-petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tans,</hi> for ſo <hi>Phileroy</hi> called them; their habit indeed was per<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <hi>Maſquerade;</hi> for their inſide Garments was after the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan</hi> guiſe, a monkiſh kind of Gear with <hi>Roſaries</hi> and <hi>Croſſes</hi> dangling at their Girdles, But over theſe they wore an upper Garment of the <hi>Albonian</hi> fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhion, ſome in Cloaks, and ſome in Coats,
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and ſome in Gowns, ſuch as our <hi>Clergy</hi> in <hi>Albonia</hi> do uſually wear; upon their firſt appearing I ſaw the <hi>Secretary</hi> deli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver out to them Inſtruments under the <hi>Seal</hi> of the <hi>Fiſher,</hi> containing Indulgen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces and Diſpenſations; I minded not much what was ſaid to them, being wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling rather to be informe by <hi>Phileroy,</hi> who told me that thoſe Indulgencies given them were for <hi>Lying</hi> &amp; <hi>Diſturbing,</hi> the main neceſſary part of their Undertaking. Theſe, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> he, are looked upon as no part of their ſtanding <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>, but a kind of <hi>Aluri<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </hi> or <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap> that being bred up in the <hi>C<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>iſtian Faith,</hi> are yet in their Hearts and Judgments <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tans,</hi> which they keep cloſe to them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves, and only wear the profeſſion of their Country Religion, for a <hi>D<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>g<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </hi> and <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>
               </p>
               <q>
                  <l>—Sic, ſic juvat ire per umbras.</l>
                  <l>In <hi>maſquerading</hi> Shades theſe <hi>Sons of Night</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>And <hi>Darkneſs,</hi> love to <hi>hide</hi> them from our ſight,</l>
               </q>
               <p>
                  <hi>Ravencus Wolves</hi> in <hi>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> cloath<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing,</hi> a pack of knaves, whoſe <hi>Religion</hi> is made up of <hi>Hypocriſie</hi> and <hi>Apoſtacy,</hi> Faction and Treachery, their <hi>piae fraud<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s</hi> are by thoſe <hi>Indulgences</hi> and <hi>Di<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſations</hi>
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warranted, ſo that by vertue of theſe, they may aſſume the pretences of the higheſt Zeal for the Worſhip of the <hi>Albonian Church,</hi> to joyn in Commu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion with them, and partake with them in the moſt ſolemn Myſteries of their <hi>Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligion;</hi> yea, they had a Liberty given them (upon occaſion, and to avoid <hi>ſuſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cion</hi>) to write and rail againſt the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politans,</hi> and the <hi>grand Viccar</hi> himſelf; and yet they were at the ſame time co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vertly to <hi>act</hi> for them, and by their ſly and ſubtle <hi>inſinuations</hi> to amuſe, the <hi>thoughtleſs</hi> people into a <hi>Disbelief</hi> of any <hi>Plot</hi> or Deſigns acting againſt them.</p>
               <p>Amongſt this herd I obſerved one, that methoughts lookt very <hi>Strange-lee,</hi> he was an elderly perſon, with a <hi>Pen</hi> in his Ear and a <hi>Broom</hi> under his Arm. I was very deſirous to know of <hi>Phileroy,</hi> who this <hi>perſon</hi> ſhould be, and the meaning of his humour; but he (ſmiling) told me he would forbear informing me at preſent, but that I ſhould know more of him here<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>after. But as for the <hi>Broom</hi> he told me, it was a neceſſary Utenſil uſed by him and others of his party, for the ſweeping a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way of the durt and filth from the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politans
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Doors,</hi> and laying it at the <hi>Doors</hi> of the <hi>Chriſtians:</hi>
                  <q>
                     <l>A pretty <hi>Artifice</hi> indeed of <hi>Rome,</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>To skim their <hi>Pot</hi> and throw on us the <hi>Skum.</hi>
                     </l>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>Well, at the tail of theſe <hi>rutted</hi> anothe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> ſort of <hi>Animals</hi> different in their habit, but ſo cloſe joyned to them, that the ſeemed to be all of one herd; their <hi>Garb</hi> and <hi>Geſture</hi> was as ſtrange and uncouth as any I had yet obſerved amongſt them; I believe <hi>Africk</hi> or <hi>Nile</hi> never produced ſuch variety of <hi>Monſters,</hi> as were <hi>ſpawned</hi> at this Aſſembly: Their under Garments were (contrary to the others) exactly of the <hi>Albonian</hi> cut and faſhion, over which they wore a full Garment patched up of <hi>Wolves</hi> and <hi>Foxes</hi> skins promiſcuouſly interwoven, which hung ſo looſe about them, that they could readily throw them off, or put them on at their pleaſure; as I perceived (upon what ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count I know not, except it were to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſent the humour of their Deſign) they ſometimes did waggiſhly, ſnatching off their <hi>Cloaks</hi> and throwing them upon o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers backs, whom they then laughed at, while they themſelves skipped up and down the room in <hi>querpo.</hi>— Theſe <hi>Ridiculoſo's, Phileroy</hi> informed me,
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were properly called <hi>Sham-Plotters,</hi> a name that very properly agreed with their Office and Deſigns: For, ſaid he, their <hi>buſineſs</hi> is, having contrived ſome <hi>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>acherous Deſign,</hi> if they ſhould hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pen to be diſcovered, or but ſuſpected of it, preſently to <hi>ſham</hi> it off themſelves, and throw it as they do their <hi>Cloaks</hi> up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on others, (namely) the <hi>Chriſtians,</hi> eſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pecially the <hi>Diſſenters,</hi> and ſuch of them as are men of Power and Eſtates, whoſe names they ſhall get into Liſts and preſent to the <hi>Government,</hi> as perſons deſigned to ſubvert the ſame by an open <hi>Rebel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lion.</hi>
               </p>
               <q>
                  <l>And thus theſe <hi>coupled Mates</hi> in <hi>Maſquerade</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>By <hi>different</hi> ways drive on their <hi>helliſh trade;</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>The one for his <hi>Knavery</hi> gets a <hi>Cloak;</hi> the other</l>
                  <l>His <hi>knaviſh One</hi> caſts on his <hi>honeſt Brother.</hi>
                  </l>
               </q>
               <p>I had enough of this <hi>Pageant,</hi> and therefore what they did at the board, or what was ſaid to them, I minded not, I perceived they ſtaid not long there before they retired; and ſo this <hi>Scene</hi> being likewiſe withdrawn, I perceived the <hi>Court</hi>
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began to be in a great buſſle, as if they were breaking up, a time that I heartily longed for, being quite tired with their <hi>fopperies;</hi> but the <hi>Coaſt</hi> being ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>what clear, I perceived a company of fel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lows (all <hi>Albonians</hi>) buſſling up in great haſte towards the Table, who by their In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruments and badges of their Trade that they carried with them, appeared to be <hi>Printers.</hi>
               </p>
               <q>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Sulphur</hi> and <hi>Print,</hi> both <hi>Jeſuits</hi> Inventions</l>
                  <l>To <hi>blaſt</hi> the World with <hi>Ruine</hi> and <hi>Contentions.</hi>
                  </l>
               </q>
               <p>One of them amongſt the reſt carried before him a Tablet, wherein was figured the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi>'s <hi>Keys</hi> (as I ſuppoſed them) being two gilded Keys a croſt, which perhaps might be a badge of His <hi>Viccar<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ſhip</hi>'s favour: I ſaw they addreſt them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves to the <hi>Secretary,</hi> and their <hi>Er<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rand</hi> was to deſire a <hi>Faculty</hi> or Licence from the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> to ſerve him in their <hi>Myſtery</hi> by <hi>printing</hi> ſuch <hi>Pam<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>phlets</hi> as ſhould be contrived by the <hi>Ma<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>queraders</hi> or other their friends for the furtherance of the preſent Deſign. Th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> requeſt of theirs was no ſooner askt bu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> granted. The <hi>Secretary</hi> preſently draw<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ing up a Licence or Inſtrument, which th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>
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                  <hi>Grand Viccar</hi> ſigned and delivered to them, bidding them not ſpare for <hi>Ink</hi> or <hi>Paper</hi> in his <hi>Service,</hi> they ſhould be well enough rewarded for their pains; ay, ſaid I to my ſelf, if you do not, I hope the <hi>Devil</hi> himſelf will pay them their Wages; for I know not any <hi>ſort</hi> of men upon Earth, that do him <hi>better</hi> ſervice than thoſe ſort of fellows do: Well, having got what they came for, after ſome form<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>al Obſervance made to the <hi>Court,</hi> they turned back again, very well pleaſed, as I perceived; for they began to be <hi>frolick</hi> with one another: One of them ſmearing ſome of his <hi>Printing Ink</hi> upon his fin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger, ſmutted his next companion upon the face with it, ſaying, <hi>O Sir, you are a Phanatick,</hi> I'le mark you. No, ſays the other, you are <hi>mis-Tooke,</hi> I am an <hi>ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>horrer</hi> of them, and all their actions. By this (ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> who obſerved the paſſage as well as I) you may ſee the hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mors of theſe <hi>fellows,</hi> who (to pleaſe <hi>a party</hi> that they are ſure to be no loſers by) will not ſpare to blacken or <hi>beſpa<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter</hi> any one that comes in their way, by faſtening on them all the <hi>vil<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ing</hi> terms they can think of, to make them <hi>o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dious</hi> to the <hi>Vulgar;</hi> well, let them go,
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they will be made look as <hi>black</hi> as their own <hi>Ink,</hi> by that time they are known to the <hi>World</hi> a little better.</p>
               <p>This was but a kind of an Interruption, the <hi>Court,</hi> as I ſaid beginning to buſſle to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards a breaking up, in order to which the <hi>Grand Viccar</hi> again riſing up from his <hi>Chair,</hi> told the Board and the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany, that they had now no more to do, but to take their leaves one of another, and from that place to diſperſe themſelves un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to the ſeveral places and <hi>Countries</hi> where their buſineſs was ordered for the carrying on of this preſent <hi>Deſign;</hi> there they were to <hi>Govern</hi> themſelves according to the Inſtruction now given them, which as they were the reſults of the grave and ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture Debates of this <hi>great Conſult,</hi> were to be regarded accordingly with all <hi>Care</hi> and <hi>ſtrictneſs;</hi> and for the better order<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing their buſineſs, they were from time to time upon all Emergencies to have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe to their <hi>Provincials</hi> and <hi>Supe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riors,</hi> who were in all caſes of difficulty to direct them in their proceedings, and by whom he expected himſelf to receive frequent accounts of them: <hi>He</hi> thanked and <hi>commended</hi> them for their <hi>Zeal</hi> and <hi>Readineſs</hi> to his and the <hi>Churches</hi> Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice,
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aſſuring them, that as ſoon as <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonia</hi> was theirs, which he queſtioned not but by their faithful Endeavours would ſoon be, he would <hi>diſtribute</hi> it a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt them, the ancient <hi>Rents</hi> and <hi>Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venues</hi> of the <hi>Church</hi> ſhould be theirs, and in the mean while they ſhould not want Encouragement; for that Order was taken for the raiſing of <hi>ſeveral Stocks</hi> to be depoſited in the hands of their <hi>Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vincials</hi> for their <hi>preſent</hi> Supplies; and ſo wiſhing them all <hi>good Succeſs</hi> in their proceedings, and with his hands <hi>ſtretched abroad,</hi> beſtowing upon them once more his ſolemn <hi>Apoſtolical Benediction,</hi> he bid them all heartily <hi>Farewel:</hi> at which the Company univerſally gave a great <hi>Shout,</hi> crying, <hi>long live the great Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhop.</hi> And the <hi>Scarlet Senate</hi> them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves ſeemed to joyn with them, who yet (for all their anniverſary Ceremony of <hi>(ad multos annos)</hi> may be thought to pay thoſe reſpects but formally, their <hi>ambitious</hi> hopes of ſucceeding him rendring them not <hi>over fond</hi> of his continuance.</p>
               <p>After this <hi>Diſmiſsion</hi> we ſaw the ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral Companies <hi>withdraw</hi> themſelves ſucceſſively to their ſeveral <hi>apartments,</hi> which they went into by ſeveral Doors
<pb n="104" facs="tcp:95381:61"/>
leading through <hi>ſubterranean</hi> paſſages (the <hi>Devil</hi> knows whither) leaving the <hi>Viccar</hi> and his Commiſſioners ſtill ſittings at the <hi>Board,</hi> till ſuch time as the <hi>Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cretary</hi> had packt up his Tools and Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pers; but before he had quite done, ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing came into the <hi>great Viccar</hi>'s head, which he called to him about, and that was, that when he came into <hi>Albonia,</hi> he would have him ſtrictly to ſearch into all ſuch <hi>Statutes</hi> as have been publiſht in the Reigns of the ſeveral <hi>Albonian Princes,</hi> ſince the time of their <hi>Apoſtacy</hi> from the <hi>Mother-Church,</hi> againſt the <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tans,</hi> eſpecially thoſe in the Reign of <hi>Queen Eliza,</hi> and ſuch as related only to their <hi>recuſancy</hi> or refuſing to joyn in Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>munion with them in their <hi>publick Wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip.</hi> He was to obſerve whether the <hi>diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſenters</hi> amongſt themſelves upon the ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count of the like <hi>recuſancy,</hi> were not in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended to be comprehended and liable to the ſame penalties; which however he was to indeavour to get ſome Perſons <hi>emi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nent</hi> in the <hi>Law,</hi> to make ſuch <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtructions</hi> of them, that ſo the <hi>force</hi> of them might be wreſted againſt the <hi>diſſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Chriſtians,</hi> and the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> eſcape.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="105" facs="tcp:95381:61"/>This was a ſudden fit of Policy that came into the <hi>Old Viccars</hi> mind, which the <hi>Secretary</hi> with an humble cringe promiſed faithfully to obſerve, withal tel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling him, that the work would be more facile, to bend the force of thoſe <hi>Sta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tutes</hi> againſt the <hi>Diſſenters,</hi> for that they had Enemies enough amongſt them of their <hi>own Religion,</hi> who would ſoon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er proſecute a <hi>Diſſenter</hi> upon thoſe <hi>Sta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tutes</hi> than a <hi>Petropolitan,</hi> as has been found the <hi>Experience</hi> of ſome years paſt. This Anſwer much ſatisfied the <hi>Great Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhop,</hi> who preſently thereupon removing from his <hi>Chair,</hi> with his aforeſaid <hi>Har<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>binger</hi> before him, returned back to his <hi>apartments,</hi> the <hi>Scarlet Senate</hi> and the reſt of the <hi>Conſult,</hi> together with the <hi>Secretary</hi> following him, much after the ſame <hi>Order</hi> that they came hither. And now the <hi>Actors</hi> being withdrawn, there remained a clear <hi>Stage,</hi> and our <hi>Obſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vations</hi> were ended: Wherefore <hi>Phile<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roy</hi> taking me from the window, we ſat down to chat a while about theſe matters; but being both tired with ſtanding ſo long a gazing upon theſe <hi>Pageants;</hi> he firſt went and fetched out of a little hole in the <hi>room,</hi> a bottle of rich <hi>Canary</hi> Wi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
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<pb n="106" facs="tcp:95381:62"/>
and ſome Tobacco, and then ſtruck a light, (for the <hi>lights</hi> that glimmered upon us out of the <hi>great Room</hi> were now all ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken away) and having drunk down one glaſs, I found my Spirits much revived, which were before very <hi>lumpiſh</hi> and hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy, but the refreſhment of the Wine and the company of my dear <hi>friend</hi> did much allay the melancholy, which otherwiſe the diſmalneſs of that place and company would have moved me to; but I knew I ſhould fare no worſe than he did: But then beginning our chat together, it came into my head, to ask him how he came to be excuſed from giving his attendance at the <hi>Conſult</hi> all this while, together with the reſt of the company; he told me for that he was excuſeable (though had it not been for my Company he would have been there) he being none of the <hi>Commiſsio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nated Orders</hi> or <hi>Parties</hi> amongſt them; but though, ſaid he, I am admitted into the <hi>Ignatian</hi> Order, yet they permit no Novices, as they yet account me for ſome time, to ingage on any conſiderable En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terpriſes amongſt them; and therefore my <hi>Province</hi> hitherto hath been no other than to <hi>carry</hi> Letters and Miſſions from one place to another, yet notwithſtanding
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the meanneſs of my preſent <hi>Imploy,</hi> I will aſſure you, I have got into ſo much fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour with them, as twice to be admitted into the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi>'s own <hi>Cabinet,</hi> where His <hi>Viccarſhip</hi> has very freely diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſed me about matters in <hi>Albonia,</hi> and ſeemed to have ſo much confidence in my <hi>Faithfulneſs,</hi> that he aſſured me he had ordered our <hi>Provincials</hi> to put me ſoon after our arrival there, into ſome <hi>higher</hi> place of <hi>Truſt,</hi> and that my <hi>ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices</hi> ſhould be <hi>amply</hi> conſidered: I thanked His <hi>Vnholineſs</hi> for his kindneſs (which truly in my heart I was little am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bitious of) and promiſed to ſerve him to the utmoſt of my abilities, and ſo I will, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> if ever I get over into <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonia,</hi> I will ſerve him according to his <hi>Deſerts,</hi> by diſcovering his <hi>Treaſons</hi> to <hi>him</hi> againſt <hi>whom</hi> they are intended; but when will that happy time be, ſaid I, that we ſhall be moving thither, <hi>Purga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tory</hi> is no comfortable place to dwell in; tho my Entertainment here (by your means) I find to be much better than I expected; you ſhall fare no worſe than I do, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> while we ſtay, how<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever I think our <hi>Stay</hi> will be no longer than to morrow, the buſineſs of the <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſult</hi>
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being now all diſpatched: And I heard the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> give order for his <hi>Galleys</hi> (and the reſt of the veſſels that brought us) lying in <hi>Harbour</hi> at the foot of the <hi>Mountain,</hi> to be ready againſt that time; Moſt of the <hi>Company</hi> are bound for <hi>Albonia,</hi> but diſperſe them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves in ſeveral <hi>Ships,</hi> and are to land themſelves in ſeveral ports of that King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom; to avoid ſuſpicion of their Num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bers, if any of them ſhould happen to be diſcovered. But you and I (ſaid he to me) will go together in a ſmall <hi>Frigat</hi> with ſome others, old Companions of and all <hi>Albonians;</hi> ſome of whom I know to be true <hi>Chriſtians,</hi> and only have mixt themſelves with this rabble upon the ſame accounts that I do, <hi>to have</hi> as <hi>Spies</hi> to betray them, and hereafter according to their <hi>Obſervations</hi> to make <hi>Diſcovery</hi> of the <hi>Petropolitans practi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces.</hi> We are all well known one to another, and when we can get aſide together in pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vate, we uſe to manage our little <hi>Conſults</hi> together to <hi>Counterplot</hi> the greater; their company will be a good diverſion to us in our <hi>Voyage,</hi> when we can get pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vately into our <hi>Cabbin</hi> together; I would have you be acquainted with them,
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                  <hi>Philopatris,</hi> they are honeſt Lads I aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure you; With all my heart replied I, I love true hearts and honeſt men, but did not expect there would have been any in this place beſides my ſelf, but it ſeems I am miſtaken; certainly did His <hi>Viccar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip</hi> know what a crue of <hi>prying Here<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticks</hi> were here, he would ſtay ſome days longer to call an <hi>Inquiſition</hi> for us, and ſecure us for ever getting out of this place. You may be ſure on't, ſaid <hi>Phileroy;</hi> but as I have had hitherto the good luck to conceal my ſelf from their ſuſpicion, ſo we muſt for the future carry our ſelves <hi>warily</hi> to avoid it, till ſuch time as we are arrived in <hi>Albonia.</hi>
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               <p>Thus methoughts we paſt away our time talking and diſcourſing till it grew late, and our Eyes waxing heavy, we be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to play a <hi>game</hi> at Noddy. But <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> went and ſpread his pallat and quilt (the ſame that belonged to his <hi>Cabbin</hi> in the <hi>Ship</hi>) and ſo we lay down together and in a little time I fancied we fell aſleep; but what ſtrange whimſies are there in dreams; for alas I was aſleep all this while, yet my fancy in this <hi>Parenthetical ſlum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber</hi> ran into new fancies, dreams within dreams, like the <hi>Petropolitans Plots,</hi>
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one within another. Well, as I fancied I ſlept, ſo I fancied I waked again in the morning, and my mind being intent about our Removal, I jogged <hi>Phileroy</hi> to ſtrike a light, that we might ſee to riſe, which he preſently did, and looking upon his Watch, found it was near Eight a Clock, whereupon we buſſled up as faſt as we could, and <hi>Phileroy</hi> fell to packing up his things; for we perceived by the <hi>lights</hi> ſet up in the <hi>great Room,</hi> and the buſſling to and fro of the <hi>Company,</hi> that they were preparing to depart. After we had packt up the things, we withdrew to the little Window, where we ſaw a Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany of <hi>Sailors</hi> (who were ſent for to that purpoſe) with burdens on their backs to carry them down to the Ships; amongſt the reſt that were unburthened <hi>Phileroy</hi> ſaw five or ſix jolly <hi>Albonian Sailors,</hi> that belonged to the Veſſel that we were to go in, and calling out to one of them by his name, to take his parcel with him, which we together heaving down Stairs, the <hi>fellow</hi> took upon his back and went off with it, telling us we had now a mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry gale of Wind for <hi>Albonia.</hi> I would have had <hi>Phileroy</hi> that we ſhould go a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>long with him; but he told me he muſt
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ſtay till the reſt of the Company, that were to go along with us were ready; ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral of the Companies that we obſerv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed yeſterday, we ſaw marching off one af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter another. I perceived they were moſt of them now (if not all) in <hi>Lay</hi> habits, their <hi>Monkiſh</hi> Veſts and trumpery being ſent before, truſſed up in their baggage; nay, <hi>Phileroy</hi> himſelf had now left off his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guiſe, and put himſelf into an <hi>Albonian</hi> habit. I told him, he now looked like <hi>Phileroy</hi> himſelf, but he cautioned me not to call him by that name, which he durſt not own amongſt thoſe people, but <hi>Petrophil,</hi> which was the name he had aſſumed, and was known by amongſt the <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> to whom he knew the other name would be odious, and a danger<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous Intimation to them of what he endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured to conceal; I promiſed to obſerve his Direction. After this the next Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany that appeared, was the <hi>Grand Vic<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>car</hi> himſelf (with ſome harbingers before him) and his <hi>Scarlet Senate</hi> following; but they were all now (even the <hi>Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhop</hi> himſelf) in black Coats (I ſuppoſe their uſual travelling habits) girt cloſe to them. <hi>Phileroy</hi> ſeeing the <hi>Great Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhop</hi> marching along, ſuddenly drew up
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towards him, and I followed him at a ſmall diſtance; The <hi>Viccar</hi> I perceived preſently took notice of him (<hi>Phileroy</hi> making a very low Obeyſance to him) and ſaid, I ſee <hi>Petrophil</hi> you are prepared for your Voyage, Pray remember us to all our Friends in <hi>Albonia,</hi> and to our <hi>Rebellious</hi> Son your <hi>King,</hi> when you ſee him, (I imagined what kind of Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membrance His <hi>Viccarſhip</hi> meant) <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> acquainted His Unholineſs he would do both; the latter I am ſure he did ſoon after to ſome purpoſe, though quite con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trary to the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi>'s meaning. This was all that paſſed betwixt them, the <hi>Viccar</hi> went on; and preſently after came up the <hi>Company</hi> we waited for, that we were to go along with, with whom we joyned our ſelves, and marching the way we came in at, through the <hi>dark Entry,</hi> we aſcended the <hi>brow</hi> of the <hi>Hill,</hi> and ſo down again to the <hi>Harbour,</hi> where our <hi>Veſſel</hi> lay ready to take us in; we got to it by a <hi>Shallop</hi> ſent out to fetch us, and being on Board, the Seamen preſently <hi>hoiſed Sail,</hi> and having a fair Wind with us, ſet forward, and in a few daies came to An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chor at one of the <hi>five Ports</hi> in <hi>Albo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia.</hi>
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               <p>
                  <pb n="113" facs="tcp:95381:65"/>During the time of our Voyage, <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> brought me into ſome acquaintance with thoſe <hi>Chriſtian Albonians</hi> before mentioned, with whom, when we could get opportunity, we diſcourſed together a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout the preſent affairs, and how we ſhould do to circumvent the Deſigns laid againſt us; to which end we reſolved, when we were got into <hi>Albonia,</hi> to keep together, and to have frequent meetings in order to conſidering of the moſt effectu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>al ways to do it.</p>
               <p>At our firſt landing upon our <hi>Native Soil,</hi> we went altogether in a company to a <hi>Tavern,</hi> to congratulate each other upon our happy arrival, but chiefly to attend our <hi>Provincial</hi> who came along with us, and to receive his Commands, where we were to wait upon him at <hi>Lon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinopolis,</hi> (the chief place intended of our Rendevouz) in order to our Conſults; which he having informed us, and an health drunk round to the good ſucceſs of the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Deſign, (which we, that were <hi>abhorrers</hi> to it, durſt not, for that time, but pledge) we parted Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany, betaking our ſelves to our ſeveral Inns. <hi>Phileroy,</hi> my ſelf, and our <hi>Chri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtian</hi> Country-men ſtill keeping Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny
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together, (as we had before reſolved) both that night and the next, (taking up places in the Stage Coaches belonging to the Town) we journeyed together to <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> where we all deſired to be, for that all our particular Concerns lay in that place.</p>
               <p>Our <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Friends we left be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hind, ſome of them reſolving to ſtay ſome time in the place they were in, others in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tending to travel ſome time about the Countries, as our <hi>Provi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>cial</hi> (called <hi>Blanc-pain</hi>) for o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>, yet all of them de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigning to be in the <hi>
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                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ty,</hi> at the time pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fixed for the <hi>Gra<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> Conſult,</hi> at which we (for I was now counted one of them) were to meet them.</p>
               <p>Being arrived at the City (having firſt taken account of each others Lodgings, and agreed upon a certain place of our meeting together) we went every man to his own home, and ſpent ſome days in ſetling our concerns there.</p>
               <figure>
                  <p>
                     <figure>
                        <p>
                           <hi>5 Lords Seduced by ye Iesuits</hi>
                        </p>
                     </figure>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <figure>
                        <p>
                           <hi>y<hi rend="sup">e</hi> Grand Consult at y<hi rend="sup">e</hi> white horse</hi>
                        </p>
                     </figure>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <figure>
                        <p>
                           <hi>Kirby Offering Oates Informations</hi>
                        </p>
                     </figure>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <figure>
                        <p>
                           <hi>The 2 Ruffians Attempting to kill The King</hi>
                        </p>
                     </figure>
                  </p>
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               <p>One time my <hi>Viſions</hi> carried me in a melancholy poſture into the <hi>Solitudes</hi> of a ſhady <hi>Grove,</hi> curiouſly cut out into Walks and Ambulets, and near adjoyning to a magnificent Building, but what the place was, or who it belonged to, I knew not; here I diſcovered ſix perſons very earneſt in diſcourſe together; One of them I
<pb n="116" facs="tcp:95381:68"/>
knew by his habit to be an <hi>Ignatian,</hi> the reſt I ſuppoſed by the Sumptuouſneſs of their Garb, and Titles of Honour and Reſpect that the other gave them, were <hi>Noblemen;</hi> after they had diſcourſed a while, I ſaw the <hi>Prieſt</hi> take a Book from under his Arm, which, holding out to them, they ſeverally kiſſed, and ſomething they ſaid each of them, bu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> what it was I could not well hear: I took this for the Ceremony of ſome <hi>Oath</hi> that the Ignatian impoſed upon them; for <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
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                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>eard him ſay to them very audibly, that it would be no leſs than Damnation to them, if they ſhould in the leaſt matter violate what they had promiſed, telling them what great Confidence the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> had in their aſſiſtance, and that they could not ſacri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fice their <hi>Eſtates,</hi> no nor their <hi>Lives</hi> up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on a better account than the Service of the <hi>Mother-Church,</hi> nor do better Service to it, than by cutting off their Heretical <hi>King,</hi> from their Obedience to whom, they were by the <hi>Grand Viccar</hi>'s <hi>Bull</hi> (lately come over) <hi>ipſo facto</hi> abſolved; and for their better Encouragement in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forms them how bountifully the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> had conſidered them by confer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring on them ſeveral places of the greateſt
<pb n="117" facs="tcp:95381:68"/>
Truſt and Honour, as namely, one of them (naming him and all the reſt particularly) to be <hi>Lord Great Chancellor,</hi> a ſecond <hi>Grand Caſhier,</hi> the third to be <hi>General</hi> of the forces, a fourth to be <hi>Lieutenant,</hi> and a fifth to be <hi>Pay-maſter</hi> of the Army; for all which Places and Offices, he told them there were <hi>Commiſsions</hi> ready for them, remaining in the hands of their chief <hi>Advocate</hi> at <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> and ſo wiſhing them to be conſtant and reſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lute in their proceedings, (in ſo <hi>glorious</hi> an Undertaking as he called it) and not to ſtick at venturing their Lives and Liberties in the promoting it, the <hi>Wizzard</hi> con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cluded by giving them his Benediction; In requital of which, I ſaw them return him theirs, every one beſtowing a handful of Gold upon him, which they told him, was but an Earneſt of their future Liberality, and promiſing joyntly to exhauſt their Revenues (if need ſhould be) to the laſt pen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny in this Service. I now (laying thoſe paſſages together) imagined to what they tended, which filled me with ſuch a rage againſt the <hi>Devil in a Cowle,</hi> the <hi>Ig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>natian,</hi> that I had certainly fell upon him and beat him bur that the <hi>impetus</hi> of my fancy at this very time hurrying me a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way
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from their compaany, broke off my revenge, and placed me again in my own houſe, where I became more troubled and diſcontented than I was before, ſtill long<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to meet with <hi>Phileroy,</hi> that I might confer a little with him about theſe things.</p>
               <p>And according to my Wiſh, the next day he ſent to me to meet at a place near by, I preſently went to him, and after uſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>al civilities paſt beween us, I preſently ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted him with my <hi>Dream</hi> yeſterday which he liſtned to with good attention; and then asked me if my Memory would ſerve to deſcribe the ſeveral perſons I ſaw there; I told him yes, and accordingly did as near as I could remember deſcribe them to him; whereupon he told me that my <hi>Viſion</hi> was a <hi>real</hi> thing, and that thoſe five Perſons were five <hi>Noblemen</hi> of great Eſtates in <hi>Albonia,</hi> and the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther an <hi>Ignatian,</hi> who together with ſome others had, in purſuance of their In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtructions received at <hi>Strombolo,</hi> treat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with, and diſpoſed the aforeſaid <hi>Lords,</hi> both by voluntary <hi>Contributions</hi> out of their Eſtates, and otherwiſe to give in their aſſiſtances from time to time to the carrying on of the preſent Deſign: As
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they had acquainted the <hi>Provincial</hi> and other Members at their <hi>Grand Conſult,</hi> which (<hi>Phileroy</hi> told me) was by ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pointment held laſt night at the <hi>White Horſe</hi> in <hi>le Strand,</hi> a Tavern there ſo called, which was the uſual place of their Meetings.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>—The treacherous <hi>Trojan Horſe</hi> of old</l>
                  <l>Did not more <hi>Miſchiefs</hi> in his Bow'ls enfold,</l>
                  <l>Than did this place.—</l>
               </q>
               <p>I was extreamly deſirous to hear how things paſſed at this <hi>Conſult,</hi> and in what poſture their affairs ſtood. All which <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> (who carryed a continual load with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in him, and had none to unboſom him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf to but my ſelf) did very freely and ſatisfactorily inform me after this manner; he told me at this <hi>Conſult,</hi> there was a far greater appearance than there had been at any of the former, and that there were ſcarce any of any Order in Town, or any of their <hi>Agents</hi> and Inſtruments, who was not then preſent: The <hi>Provincial Blanc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pain</hi> ſat there in chief, to whom the ſeveral perſons ingaged in the Deſign, gave in particular accounts of their Actings and Proceedings: The firſt that did it was the <hi>man of Cole,</hi> as the <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonians</hi> call him, or the <hi>Great Dutcheſs</hi>'s
<pb n="120" facs="tcp:95381:70"/>
                  <hi>Secretary,</hi> he acquainted the Board how ſucceſsfully he had engaged his Maſter the <hi>Great Duke</hi> to the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt, and what an amity and Correſpondence he had maintained between his ſaid <hi>Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter</hi> and Mr. <hi>le Cheſe</hi> Confeſſor to the great <hi>Franconian</hi> Monarch, and a power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful Miniſter in that Court; and had ſo far prevailed (by his Letters) with him in the behalf of the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> here, that the ſaid <hi>Le Cheſe</hi> had ſent over the Sum of 10000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> which was now lying in the Banker's hand, ready for their uſe and Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice: And for that his great Maſter's Title of Succeſſion to the <hi>Imperial</hi> Crown, (he being now ſuſpected for a <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litan</hi>) was like to be queſtioned by the <hi>Grand Senate,</hi> at their now near ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaching <hi>Convention;</hi> he had farther by his ſtrong and plying mediation with the aforeſaid Miniſter, obtained from him a promiſe of a vaſt Sum of Money, out of <hi>Franconian</hi> King's Coffers, wherewith to allow Penſions and for other ſecret Servi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces in Court, for to hinder the <hi>Senates</hi> ſitting, or to cauſe their ſudden breaking up when ever they ſhould enter upon the point of the <hi>Succeſsion:</hi> That withal if his great Maſters Intereſt could not be ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cured
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this way, yet to haſten it another, he had not, nor ſhould be wanting to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſider of ſome way to take the <hi>King</hi> off, (the word they commonly uſe for the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended Murther of him) and ſhould not ſtick to do it himſelf, if he could meet with a fair opportunity to do it: Beſides this Narrative he pulled a packet, contain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Copies of the Letters that he ſent to <hi>Le Cheſe,</hi> and thoſe Letters that <hi>Le Cheſe</hi> had returned back again to him; all which he laid before the <hi>Provincial,</hi> who look<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed them over, and did as well highly ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plaud his Services as congratulate his ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs in them; telling him, that the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> had been already acquainted with his Endeavours, and in recompence there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of had (beſides other favours intended) by his <hi>Apoſtolical</hi> Pattent conſtituting him chief <hi>Secretary</hi> to the <hi>Apoſtolical</hi> State, which he would in a few days deliver to him, and in the mean while, ſetting aſide the leſſer Title of her <hi>Highneſs</hi>'s, he was to be known by no other ſtile than that of His <hi>Vnholineſs</hi>'s <hi>Secretary.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The joy that the <hi>Secretary</hi> fell into at the hearing this bleſſed News (as he cal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led it) ſeemed leſs than aſtoniſhment, ſtand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing for ſome time in a fixed poſture, with
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elevated Eyes, and hands folded together like one of <hi>Meduſa</hi>'s Statutes, but at laſt recovering himſelf, with a profound Reverence he bowed himſelf with his arms croſs, his breaſt towards the <hi>Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vincial,</hi> deſiring him to return his hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble thanks to the <hi>Grand Viccar,</hi> with an aſſurance that (tho he did not deſerve, yet) he ſhould by all means endeavour to anſwer ſo great a Truſt with the utmoſt hazard of his Life and Fortunes: This un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>happy word was ſpoken truer than perhaps he was then aware of, as the Event ſhortly ſhewed.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>— <hi>Tolluntur in altum</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>
                        <g ref="char:V">Ʋ</g>t lapſu graviore ruant.</hi>—</l>
                  <l>—Lift up on high</l>
                  <l>To fall into the greater Miſery.</l>
               </q>
               <p>The Provincial having thus done with the Secretary, took the opportunity here, not to be unmindful of his own Services, acquainting the Board how that himſelf had obtained of <hi>Pedro d' Oliva,</hi> Princi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pal of the <hi>Ignatian</hi> Order at <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lis,</hi> the Sum of 11000 Crowns; from <hi>Ieronimo de Corbuda</hi> 10000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> and of the <hi>Monks</hi> of the <hi>Benedictine</hi> Order 6000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> all which Sums he told them, were new in bank in <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> ready
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for ſuch uſes as they ſhould be imployed for. Theſe Services he ſtraight ordered the <hi>Secretary,</hi> as an hanſel of his Office, to be entred into <hi>Regiſtry</hi> kept for ſuch purpoſes; I ſtood amazed to hear of ſuch prodigious Sums to be already got in, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides what was after expected. But <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> told me that all this was nothing, and might be counted but as their running caſh, or ſpending Money, they having al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready far greater Stocks in <hi>Albonia</hi> than theſe came to; as namely, one ſingle Or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der amongſt them of the <hi>Ignatians</hi> had, by Advocate <hi>Horne</hi>'s procurement, Lands ſettled in Truſt for their uſe in ſeveral Provinces in <hi>Albonia,</hi> to the value at leaſt of 60000 <hi>
                     <abbr>l.</abbr> per annum,</hi> beſides a Stock growing at Intereſt of at leaſt 100000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> you may think (ſaid <hi>Phileroy</hi>) that they ſhould not know how to imploy ſo vaſt a Revenue; but if you could con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſider (beſides what is neceſſary for main<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance of their numerous ſelves) the charges of their Conſults, ſending away diſpatches, buying up of Arms and Am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>munition (whereof they intend to have great Stores and Magazins (concealed) in ſeveral Counties) the allowing of Penſions, beſides exceſſive Rewards (for they re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolve
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not to be ſparing) to ſuch as ſhall perform any ſignal or deſperate Services for them. I ſay, lay all theſe together and it will abate your Wonder. I was very well pleaſed to hear from <hi>Phileroy,</hi> that the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> were ſo rich and able, hoping in time when they ſhould come to be diſcovered; Our <hi>King</hi> himſelf would be never the worſe for it; very likely ſo, ſaid <hi>Phileroy.</hi> But to proceed in my Narrative, as this was a general <hi>Conſult,</hi> ſo the principal Deſign of it was to conſider of a ſpeedy way of cutting off the King, whoſe ſacred life (which <hi>God</hi> long continue) they looked upon as the greateſt <hi>Remora</hi> to their <hi>Deſigns;</hi> ſeveral perſons came and offered to be employed in it; They refuſed none, but took them in all, that they might make ſure Work on't, and though they laid their Deſigns ſeveral wayes, yet they, whoſe Deſigns took firſt, were likely to be beſt rewarded; yet eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry one had a round Sum propounded for his Encouragement.</p>
               <p>The firſt that came up and offered his Service on this Deſign, was the <hi>Devil</hi>'s <hi>Drugſter</hi> the old <hi>Phiſitian</hi> that we ſaw at <hi>Strombolo,</hi> who having, as I there told you, by the means of ſome great <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan</hi>
                  <pb n="125" facs="tcp:95381:72"/>
Friends, crept into ſo much favour as to be attendant to the <hi>Royal Conſort</hi> had ſo much the fairer opportu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity of perpetrating his Deſigns; The doſe of conſecrated poiſon, that we ſaw the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> deliver to him at <hi>Strom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bolo,</hi> was the Inſtrument he choſe for the diſpatch of his <hi>Treaſon,</hi> as moſt ſuitable to his faculty; but for the doſe of Gold then alſo given, he eſteemed that but a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taining Fee, he reſolved he would not ven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture his Neck for nothing, but ſtood gaping as he uſed to do over his ſick Patients after he had diſpatched his <hi>Recipe's,</hi> expecting the Propoſal. The <hi>Provincial</hi> propoſed 15000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> (too great a Reward for a <hi>Traitor,</hi> but too little a price to value the life of ſuch a <hi>King</hi> at) part of which was to be paid him down by the <hi>Provin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cial</hi> of <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> and the other to be likewiſe paid him when the Deſign was perfected. Whether he liked the proffer I know not, but I ſuppoſe he did; for having withdrawn from the Board with a low Obeyſance, he promiſed to be care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful; after he was withdrawn came up three perſons two of them in <hi>Prieſts</hi> ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bits, the other in a <hi>Lay</hi> one: One of theſe <hi>Prieſts</hi> was to contrive the way and
<pb n="126" facs="tcp:95381:73"/>
Method of the Deſign, the other two were to execute it, and the way then pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed, was that they ſhould take ſome op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunity of the <hi>King</hi>'s walking private<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly in his <hi>Royal Park,</hi> and then to ſhoot him, to which purpoſe they had each of them a Piſtol delivered to them, with ſilver Bullets (forſooth) becauſe they were to ſoak in Royal Blood (which God grant they never may.) Theſe Piſtols, being made of a length more than ordinary, that they might do Execution the further, were firſt conſecrated by the <hi>Provincial</hi> in the name of the <hi>Oreat Biſhop,</hi> the Rewards propoſed to them for this Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice, was to one of them (being the <hi>Lay<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man</hi>) the Sum of 1500 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> to the other, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing a <hi>Prieſt,</hi> 30000 Miſſals, which at 12 <abbr>
                     <hi>d.</hi>
                  </abbr> a Maſs (the uſual rate of that Commodi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty) amounts to the like Sum. After theſe came up four rude, <hi>ruffianly,</hi> hectoring Blades, I underſtand they were <hi>Tories</hi> or Inhabitants of <hi>Bogland,</hi> their very looks ſpoke Death and Terror, fit Inſtru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments for ſuch a purpoſe; theſe boldly busſling up to the <hi>Board,</hi> offering their Services, that they four, or ſome of them ſhould ſhoot the <hi>King</hi> at one of his <hi>Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try Pallaces</hi> Weſtward, where he was
<pb n="127" facs="tcp:95381:73"/>
then retired, as ſoon as they could find an opportunity fair to do it; their Motion was preſently accepted, but what rewards were agreed upon I could not well under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtand; being withdrawn to the other end of the Room, they ſtayed not long, but they withdrew alſo with a Complement, but at a huffing rate, with their hands up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on their Swords, as if they had been preſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly going about the Execution of the De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign. After a little ſpace, all the afore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſaid Undertakers were called up again to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether to receive the <hi>Provincial</hi>'s Bleſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing, but indeed to take the Oath of Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>crecy, an old, but cunning Invention of the <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> to oblige underta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kers to the moſt obſtinate ſilence; this <hi>Oath</hi> was made Penal with Imprecations of no leſs than Hell and Damnation to the Violators of it. This <hi>Oath</hi> they ſeve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rally took, by repeating the words of it, and then kiſſing the Book they were ſwore by.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>This was the ſacred <hi>Padlock</hi> wherewith they</l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Lockt</hi> up the Mouths of thoſe they did employ,</l>
                  <l>Fill'd with a <hi>Curſe,</hi> which if it ſhould flie ope,</l>
                  <l>Was to afflict them, tho they ſcap'd the Rope.</l>
               </q>
               <p>
                  <pb n="128" facs="tcp:95381:74"/>But this was not all, they were for far<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Confirmation, ſeverally to receive the <hi>Sacrament</hi> upon it at the hands of their <hi>Prieſts</hi> or <hi>Confeſſors,</hi> before they went about their Enterpriſe, <hi>ſure bind, ſure find,</hi> ſaid the <hi>Provincial,</hi> but thought I with my ſelf, as the <hi>Devil</hi> here <hi>binds,</hi> ſo I hope <hi>God</hi> will <hi>unbind,</hi> and looſen their curſed Intrigues: This was the effect of this damned <hi>Conſult:</hi> there were other matters of leſs moment then diſpatched, which I will not now trouble you with, it being now late; ſo we fell to ſome other chat a little, and then took leave one of another: <hi>Phile<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roy</hi> appointing a ſhort time after to meet me again, and to acquaint me further.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="5" type="chapter">
               <pb n="129" facs="tcp:95381:74"/>
               <head>CHAP. V.</head>
               <argument>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Phileroy's</hi> Proceedings about making a Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery. The <hi>Grand Caſhier</hi>'s practiſes to ſtifle it. The <hi>Petropolitans</hi> Practices to ſeduce the People under ſeveral religi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous Diſguiſes.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>ACcording to this Appointment I met him a few daies after at our uſual place of Meeting, and having conferred notes a little of what we had obſerved ſince we came to Town. I told him my Thoughts (which I knew was agreeable enough to his mind) concerning a <hi>Diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very.</hi> He told me (with a look much more troubled than ever I had ſeen him with before) that while this <hi>horrid Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpiracy</hi> againſt his <hi>Prince</hi> and <hi>Country</hi> lay concealed in his boſom, he carried a fire within him much more hot than the place we came from; but for him at that time to attempt a <hi>Diſcovery,</hi> being a ſtranger at <hi>Court,</hi> and knowing no <hi>great
<pb n="130" facs="tcp:95381:75"/>
Perſon</hi> there, whoſe acquaintance ſhould be a means of his Introduction, and give Credit to his Teſtimony, he thought would be altogether in vain; and beſides the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan</hi> party being now all in Town that knew him, ſhould he attempt a <hi>Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery</hi> before he had got ſome protection from the higher Powers for his ſecurity, he ſhould be in continual danger to have his Life and Evidence taken off together. But withal he told me he would acquaint me with a ſecret, which he had never yet revealed to me or any one, which was, That the <hi>Provincial Blanc-pain</hi> had en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joyned him to murther an eminent <hi>Albo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nian</hi> Divine one Dr. <hi>Tongus,</hi> who had lately put forth a Book, called, the <hi>Igna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tians Morals,</hi> a Book ſo palpably de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tecting the Villanies of that Party, that in revenge thereof they had engaged him to that barbarous ſervice of cutting him off. But, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> I have conſidered with my ſelf, that taking hold of this Thread, I might poſſibly unravel the whole bottom of their <hi>Deſigns;</hi> and therefore I have purpoſed to go forthwith to the <hi>Doctor,</hi> and firſt to acquaint him with the Miſchief intended againſt himſelf, and then to inform him of the Plot in gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral
<pb n="131" facs="tcp:95381:75"/>
(in its various Contrivances) againſt the <hi>King</hi> and <hi>Kingdom;</hi> to which end I have drawn up a Paper conſiſting of forty three Articles, and containing the general heads of my <hi>Diſcovery,</hi> which I intend to deliver to him, and withal to engage his aſſiſtance (being a perſon of ſo much Note and Eminency) to get it preferred to (him whom it moſt concerns) the <hi>King</hi> himſelf, with a Promiſe to appear my ſelf to juſtifie it, when ever I ſhall be thereto required.</p>
               <p>This project of <hi>Phileroy</hi>'s did exceed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingly well pleaſe me, wiſhing him without delay to proceed upon it, and withal to give me an account of the Reſult at our next Meeting.</p>
               <p>Which accordingly he did, for then looking with a more gay and pleaſant Countenance than before, he told me mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rily that he had been at Confeſſion; but ſaid he, it was to a <hi>Chriſtian</hi> and not a <hi>Petropolitan,</hi> tho I wiſh I may not come to be pennanced by them for ſo do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing.</p>
               <p>In fine, he acquainted me how that he had been with the <hi>Doctor,</hi> and made his Diſcoveries to him, not only of the Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpiracy againſt himſelf, but that againſt the
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                  <hi>King</hi> and <hi>Kingdom,</hi> both which he ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cepted very kindly; and as for the latter (as a loyal Subject concerned for the ſafe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty of his Prince) he had ingaged a <hi>Noble Collonel</hi> (a Perſon great at <hi>Court</hi>) to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liver the Articles into the <hi>King</hi>'s own hand) which he accordingly did, taking a fit opportunity for his purpoſe, as the <hi>King</hi> was for his Recreation walking in his Park. And His Majeſty received the ſame very graciouſly from him, and af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terwards at his return from his Walk, vouchſaft to hear him more particulary of the Treaſon intended againſt him, as alſo an account of the Traitors themſelves, their Names and Characters. But being more ſecure in his own Innocency, than aware of the danger threatned him, and being to go the next day to one of his Royal Pallaces in the Country, told him he would leave the Papers in the hands of his <hi>Oreat Caſhier,</hi> and ordered the Col<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lonel to attend him, that he might put him in mind of them, a Perſon whom he ſaid he could confide in, but one that has ſince proved himſelf too much a friend to his Enemies, but not ſo much a friend to his Maſter, as the Duty of his <hi>Place,</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides the Rewards of it ſhould have ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liged
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him to have been, eſpecially in an Affair of this Nature, wherein no leſs than the Life of his <hi>Soveraign</hi> was concern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed. For, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> altho for the more clear evidencing of the Deſign, it was offered him to produce the very Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons that ſhould perpretrate the intended Murther (with their Weapons and Inſtru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of Death about them) in ſuch time as the <hi>King</hi> ſhould happen to take a Walk next in the aforeſaid Park, and although farther the <hi>Collonel</hi> acquainted him with a means how to ſeiſe the Letters of their Cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſpondents, which might give a further light to the Diſcovery, yet all theſe op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunities were ſlighted or neglected by him: Neither would he permit any acceſs to him by the <hi>Diſcoveror,</hi> to give in his farther Information; bur put him off with delays from time to time, and hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly any notice taken of this <hi>important</hi> af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fair; ſo that the Progreſs of our <hi>Diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very</hi> being retarded thus by one that ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pears ſo much a <hi>friend</hi> to the <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litans,</hi> we are in danger of being <hi>Diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered</hi> our ſelves before we can make out our <hi>Diſcovery</hi> againſt them.</p>
               <p>I was much dampt to hear that the <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign</hi> ſhould be thus ſlighted by a man in
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                  <hi>Power,</hi> and ſo near to the <hi>Prince</hi>'s Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, as the <hi>grand Caſhier</hi> (by his place) was; and withal I feared by this Inſtance, that the treacherous <hi>Petropolitans</hi> had corrupted more ſuch men as he was, and by Bribes, or otherwiſe, drawn them over to their Intereſt; and, ſaid I, if they have gained this point of us, to infeeble thoſe that ſhould be the Supporters of our State, and to render them defenceleſs to us, we may well give over ſtirring and leave them to play out their game; for who ſhall hinder them?</p>
               <p>That will I (replied <hi>Phileroy</hi> bravely) ſo long as I am ſure the main Pillar of all ſtands faſt, and unſhaken: I mean His <hi>Majeſty,</hi> to whom I am reſolved, ſeeing I can have no better ſucceſs with his <hi>Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſter,</hi> to go my ſelf as ſoon as ever I can find means of acceſs to his preſence, and give in my Informations my ſelf to him, and leave it to his own Royal Breaſt to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſider of his own and his <hi>Kingdoms</hi> dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger; I very well approved of his <hi>Reſolve,</hi> and encouraged him by all means to pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed and to leave no means unattempted till he had perfected his Diſcovery. After a little more chat paſſed concerning this and other matters, we broke up for this
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time, leaving the reſt to our next Meet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing.</p>
               <p>During which time, our <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tan</hi> Friends ſwarmed about the Town; for I met with one or other of them very often as I walked in the Streets, and not<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>withſtanding their various diſguiſes, I knew them by their faces to be the ſame perſons that came over with us from <hi>Strombolo.</hi> One of them (that I knew to be a <hi>Prieſt</hi>) I ſaw go huffing along in an <hi>Hectorian</hi> Garb, Hat buttoned up, a long Periwig, and a Rapier by his ſide, I avoided taking notice of him for that time; but the next <hi>Sunday</hi> in the morn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, going by an <hi>Anabaptiſt</hi> Meeting, I looked in, and ſaw my Gentleman again in another Garb, being new caſt into a reli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gious <hi>Form,</hi> a ſhort black Cloak, black Cap, and prickt Ears (the <hi>ambuſcading</hi> Periwig being now laid aſide) little Collar Band, and other preciſe accoutrements, and having got into the <hi>Speaking-place</hi> or Pulpit, he was thus with great vehemence and earneſtneſs preaching to the unwary people. This was a <hi>Seminarian</hi> or <hi>Sow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er;</hi> and I perceived by this Inſtance, how cloſe they kept to their Inſtructions. I
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ſtayed not long to hear his Diſcourſe, which all tended to <hi>Sedition,</hi> and to incenſe his auditors againſt the Government, but withdrew to the next neighbouring <hi>Church,</hi> where I heard ſomething more profitable: Not long after upon a week<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>day, I happened to go by a meeting of the <hi>Enlightened men,</hi> as they call them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves, or <hi>Quakers,</hi> as we call them, where my curioſity again leading me in amongſt them, I obſerved another of our <hi>Strombolians,</hi> a <hi>Seminary,</hi> that was perkt up, and holding forth, as they uſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally do, with an obſtreperous noiſe, and exceſſive bawling, ſtretching his Jaws and diſtorting his Looks with ſuch uncouth poſtures, that <hi>Strombolo</hi> itſelf could not afford a more <hi>ugly</hi> Viſage; he was in a plain, and untrimmed coloured Suit, after the guiſe of that <hi>whimſical</hi> People, who place more <hi>Superſtition</hi> in holding to their own litle Singularities, <hi>in being con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trary to other men in their Garb and Speaking,</hi> than any they can find in thoſe they moſt condemn for it.</p>
               <p>But <hi>good Lord!</hi> what a farce of <hi>ridi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cule</hi> and <hi>Nonſenſe</hi> did I hear from the Mouth of this cunning <hi>Impoſtor,</hi> who had ſo well learned their way of <hi>Cant,</hi>
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that he could artificially diſſemble his Reaſon, and ſpeak without it as well as they themſelves: All that his extravagant bawling tended to, was no other than to inform them of the <hi>miſerable Perſecu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion that their dear Brethren of the Light had ſuffered, and were like to ſuffer from the Prieſts and men of this World, ſuch as have denied the Truth and walk in Darkneſs; but the time of Vengeance was now come, yea, Iudg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment was at the very door, the Decree was paſt, the Nations ſhould be judg'd, and the Powers of the World ſhould be ſhaken, and then the Saints ſhould be all of one Heart and one Way;</hi> with abundance of other ſuch nonſenſical Stuff, whoſe Coherencies were like Ropes of twiſted Sand, without any coheſion: But theſe were the <hi>Seeds</hi> (Seditions e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough) that this ſubtle <hi>Seminary</hi> ſowed in the impreſſible heads of this <hi>bigotted</hi> party, who were ready enough to take any <hi>Impreſsions</hi> of this Nature. I tired my ſelf for about a quarter of an hour in hearing his <hi>Harangue,</hi> and then drew off to follow my occaſions. But the next day happening to go again that way, in a little Ally, hard by the aforeſaid Meeting-place,
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whom ſhould I ſee in a little <hi>Coblers</hi> Stall, but the aforeſaid <hi>Speaking man</hi> of <hi>Light,</hi> mending of Shoes; I knew him again exactly, and had a great deſire to have a little private Conference with him, which to accompliſh the better, I with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>drew to a door near by, and looſening the Heel of my Shoe, by knocking it againſt the Grunſel, I went to the next <hi>Alehouſe</hi> and ſent it to the ſaid <hi>Coblers</hi> to mend, and to bring it thither to me, which in a little time he accordingly did, and I paid him for his work: And now being alone in a room by our ſelves, I cauſed him to ſit down and drink with me, and then fell to queſtion him after this manner: I ask<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed him if he was not a <hi>Quaker?</hi> he told me he was one of thoſe whom the men of the <hi>World</hi> in ſcorn called ſo; and whe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther he did not yeſterday preach to his <hi>Brethren?</hi> he told me he did then ſpeak to them the words of Truth and So<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berneſs as the <hi>Spirit</hi> moved him; Come, come, ſaid I, (reſolving to be plain with him) you are no <hi>Quaker</hi> but a <hi>Prieſt,</hi> and a <hi>Petropolitan,</hi> I know you well e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough. 'Tis unexpreſſible what a ſtrange damp and confuſion theſe words of mine put him into, as appeared by the ſudden
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alteration in his Countenance, notwith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanding he began ſtoutly, and with ſome ſhew of abhorrency, to deny it, till I told him it was a folly for him ſo to do, having my ſelf ſeen him at the <hi>Conſult</hi> at <hi>Strombolo,</hi> and come over with him from thence in the ſame <hi>Veſſel;</hi> which upon better obſerving of me, he confeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed to be true, as knowing me by the Companionſhip I had with <hi>Phileroy</hi> in that <hi>Voyage;</hi> whereupon taking a little more heart of Grace, as thinking he had met with a <hi>Petropolitan;</hi> He enquires of me whether I was of the ſame <hi>Order</hi> with <hi>Phileroy;</hi> which (not being willing at this time to be known what I was) I told him I was, whereupon my new mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>del'd <hi>man of Light</hi> began to be more free and open with me, telling me the reaſon of his Undertaking: That he was before his entring into the <hi>Order</hi> of <hi>Prieſthood,</hi> by profeſſion, a <hi>Shoe-ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ker,</hi> and that (the better to diſguiſe him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf) in the management of his part in this grand affair, which he preſumed, was well enough known to me, he had taken upon him now (ſince his return over) the Imployment of a Tranſlator (or a Shoe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>maker tranſlated) which being generally a
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ſociable faculty, and none more talkative over their Cups than they are, he had thereby opportunity to inſinuate himſelf into the good opinion of the <hi>Vulgar,</hi> eſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pecially the <hi>Enlightened herd,</hi> whoſe company he moſtly uſed ſo far, that for his pretended Zeal to the humours of that idle <hi>Faction,</hi> he was ſoon admitted a Member, and quickly after a <hi>Teacher</hi> in their <hi>phrentick Meetings,</hi> and thereby got into great Eſteem amongſt them, and queſtioned not but by this means, he ſhould win over many of them to the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan</hi> Intereſt; of which his Service in this particular <hi>Agency,</hi> he intended to give the <hi>Provincial</hi> a ſatisfactory ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count at the next <hi>Conſult.</hi> I asked him when that would be; he told me the time and place, and I promiſed him then and there to meet him, wiſhing him in the mean while (but very feignedly) good ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs in his Undertakings, and ſo after a draught or two to our better acquaintance, my <hi>Gentle-craftsman</hi> and I for this time parted, he again to his ſtall, and I to my buſineſs.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>Thus to <hi>conceal</hi> his cloven Foot</l>
                  <l>The <hi>Devil</hi> will draw on a Boot;</l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="141" facs="tcp:95381:80"/>And thus to hide him from our ſight</l>
                  <l>The <hi>Jeſuit</hi> turns <hi>Man of Light;</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Friends, mind the Light,</hi> (cries he) and whilſt they ſtare</l>
                  <l>To ſee where 'tis, they drop into his Snare.</l>
               </q>
               <p>I was methoughts paſſionately deſirous all this while to hear from <hi>Phileroy,</hi> what further Progreſs he had made in his Diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very: At the time appointed therefore I went with much eagerneſs to meet him at the uſual place; I happened to be there firſt, but he was not long after me, bring<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing along with him a grave comely Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon in the habit of a <hi>Divine;</hi> and this it ſeems (as <hi>Phileroy</hi> told me) was Doctor <hi>Tongus,</hi> whom he had brought along with him at that time, to begin an ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaintance betwixt him and me, I thank<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed him for doing me ſo great an honour, ſo I applied my ſelf to the <hi>Doctor,</hi> and after mutual Salutations paſſed betwixt us, I askt him pleaſantly how he durſt truſt himſelf ſo freely in the company of his <hi>Murtherer:</hi> (meaning <hi>Phileroy</hi>) He anſwered me a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain as pleaſantly, That he took him ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther for a <hi>Cheat</hi> than a <hi>Murtherer;</hi> for that he had <hi>cheated</hi> the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> of their expectations of a Revenge upon him, and that if he ever went upon the
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                  <hi>killing</hi> account, he hoped it would be to <hi>murther</hi> that <hi>curſed Plot</hi> they had then on foot, and to bring that <hi>Blood</hi> which they deſigned to draw from others upon their <hi>own</hi> heads. But, ſaid the <hi>Doctor,</hi> (ſmiling) your friend <hi>Phileroy</hi> has been paid for his Service already, tho his work be unfiniſht. Ay, ſays <hi>Phileroy,</hi> that I have, but I will ſee them all <hi>hang<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed</hi> before I will work any longer for them for ſuch <hi>Pay:</hi> I ſeeing this Paſſage to be managed pleaſantly on both ſides, deſired to know the Myſtery of it, which <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> preſently reſolved me in this manner. The payment, ſays he, that the <hi>Doctor</hi> means, I received from the hands of our <hi>Provincial Blanc-pain,</hi> who having ſome Information from the <hi>Great Duke</hi>'s <hi>Confeſſor,</hi> that two perſons, the one in ſuch a kind of Habit as I now wear, (which was the <hi>noble Collonel</hi> I formerly men<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tioned) the other a Miniſter (the <hi>Doctor</hi> here preſent) had been with the <hi>King</hi> to make a Diſcovery of their Deſigns, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cluded that I muſt needs be one of them, and ſo without any farther examination of the truth of it, the <hi>old Rogue</hi> in a great rage fell upon me &amp; beat me; he knew that as he was my <hi>Superior,</hi> I was bound to take my
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Pennance with Submiſſion, and I durſt not at that time do otherwiſe, elſe, rathe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> than to be ſo abuſed by a <hi>Religious Monkey,</hi> I ſhould have cuffed his <hi>trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſonable Soul</hi> out of its rotten Incloſure, and rather ventured to be ſo hanged for him, than to be hanged for ſerving him; ſo I ſpared him as a reſerve for the worſe puniſhment. After he had thus pen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nanced me, and his anger began to cool a little, I got liberty to ſpeak for my ſelf, and then I told him that he was wrongfully poſſeſt againſt me; for that I never was with the King ſince my coming over into <hi>Albonia,</hi> which I affirmed to him (as truly I might) with many ſolemn Proteſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions: The <hi>Provincial</hi> knew we had no <hi>Diſpenſation</hi> to lye or equivocate a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt our ſelves, though we might do it with <hi>Hereticks,</hi> and ſo ſeemed to be ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tisfied with my <hi>Vindication,</hi> and after an unjuſt Pennance gave me his Abſolution, only as a further trial of my faſtneſs to them I was to prepare my ſelf for a ſudden Voyage beyond Seas, where I was to ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gotiate ſome ſpecial buſineſs for them.</p>
               <p>An account of theſe Paſſages betwixt the <hi>Provincial</hi> and me I preſently gave in to the <hi>Doctor</hi> and the <hi>noble Collonel,</hi>
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who thereupon perceiving that our <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns</hi> of a <hi>Diſcovery</hi> had taken ſcent a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt them, concluded that without far<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther delay we muſt with all Vigour pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed in the Undertaking; and to that pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe the <hi>Collonel</hi> reſolved the next day to take a journey into the Country to the <hi>King,</hi> and the <hi>Doctor</hi> in the mean while was to get his <hi>Informations</hi> ſworn be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore ſome <hi>Magiſtrate,</hi> to render them more authentique when they ſhould come to be examined by <hi>Authority;</hi> purſuant to which Reſolves, the <hi>Doctor</hi> ſoon after went before one Sir <hi>Edmond,</hi> a worthy <hi>Magiſtrate,</hi> and true friend to the <hi>King</hi> and <hi>Chriſtian</hi> Intereſt, before whom he took his <hi>Oath</hi> of the truth of his <hi>Infor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mation,</hi> as they were contained in Papers there ſhewed to the <hi>Iuſtice,</hi> but without permitting him to read over the particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lars, but that in general they contained <hi>matters of Treaſon and other high Crimes,</hi> and that His <hi>Majeſty</hi> had al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready Copies of them: In the mean while the <hi>Collonel</hi> attending at the Court, found that the <hi>great Duke</hi>'s Confeſſor had, by ſome prepoſſeſſions to take off the credit of our <hi>Informations,</hi> obſtructed his way ſo that after two days waiting he could not
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obtain audience; whereupon he repaired to the <hi>Grand Caſhier,</hi> and acquainted him that the Original Informant was now diſcovered, having been beaten out of their ſervice by one of the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Supe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riours. This account his <hi>Greatneſs</hi> ſeem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to be well pleaſed with, yet put him off then, and ſo delayed him from time to time, that he could never get to ſpeak with him, but was forced with theſe diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>couragements, after a long attendance, to return back again to <hi>Londinopolis.</hi>
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               <p>During theſe tranſactions of the <hi>Collo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nel</hi> and the <hi>Doctors,</hi> I was forced to hold on my Correſpondencies with my <hi>Ignatian</hi> Brethren, whom I durſt not quite fall off from, till our Diſcovery had got ſo much credit as to afford me a Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tection againſt their malice.</p>
               <p>And this that I ſo much deſired, was ſoon after by a ſtrange accident (I queſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on not but ordered by Providence, as well for the preſervation of the Kingdom as my ſelf) effectually brought to paſs; for being one day at the <hi>Provincials</hi> houſe, where ſeveral <hi>Ignatians</hi> were attending to receive their Orders, I was ſtanding without the Door, and heard them diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſing together about diſpoſing of a Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon,
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whom they deſigned to take off; ſome of their Expreſſions were theſe: <hi>[This man has betrayed us, we will give</hi> 20 <abbr>l.</abbr> 
                  <hi>to a Coach man to take him up, who by by-wayes ſhall carry him to one of the five Ports, and when we have got him beyond Sea, we will force him by tortures to confeſs who had been with the King and informed him of the buſineſs]</hi> I preſently imagin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed (eſpecially having been ſo lately under the ſuſpicion of the <hi>Provincial</hi> himſelf) who it was they intended, and therefore thought it high time to break off from them, and to go on with my Diſcovery, ſeeing I was my ſelf diſcovered, and in dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger of being made away by them; where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore concluding it was not ſafe for me to ſtay longer there, I pulled off my Shoes, that I might make no noiſe in my retreat, and ſoftly crept down ſtairs, and got clear out of Doors; glad was I to be thus de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>livered out of the hands of my treacher<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous Companions, but durſt not for that night go home to my Lodging, which was too well known to them, but concealed my ſelf at another place. The next night I ventured, when it was ſomething late, to go to my old Lodging to fetch ſome
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neceſſaries that I wanted; but the miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chievous <hi>Varlets</hi> had ſo way-laid me, that I was ſet upon by one of them before I got thither, and had certainly been mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thered, had not Providence ſent in ſome perſons timely to my reſcue, by whoſe kind aſſiſtance I did for that time get clear of my blood-thirſty Enemies, and reſolv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing now wholly to quit my old Lodging, I repaired to the <hi>Pegaſus</hi> in the <hi>Royal Ville,</hi> where I met my truſty Friends, the <hi>Doctor</hi> and the <hi>noble Collonel,</hi> and by their perſuaſions (for my better con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cealment) took up my quarters for ſome time in that place.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="6" type="chapter">
               <head>CHAP. VI.</head>
               <argument>
                  <p>The <hi>Doctor</hi> and <hi>Phileroy</hi> make their Diſcovery to the <hi>King</hi> and <hi>Council,</hi> and are taken into the King's Protection; The <hi>Author</hi>'s Viſion of the Murther of Sir <hi>Ed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mond;</hi> Another of the <hi>Grand Senates</hi> Sitting. The Author meets <hi>Phileroy</hi> with ſome <hi>Prieſts</hi> that he had <hi>ſeized. Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy</hi> gives him an account of his ſeizing
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the <hi>Phyſician,</hi> and his Examination be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore the <hi>Council;</hi> the <hi>Secretary</hi> ſeized and examined. <hi>Phileroy</hi> gives the <hi>Author</hi> a full account of Sir <hi>Edmonds</hi> Murther, and the Practices of the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> to conceal it. The Murther ſtangely diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered.</p>
               </argument>
               <figure>
                  <p>
                     <figure/>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <figure>
                        <p>D Oates Sieznig of Iesuits</p>
                     </figure>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <figure>
                        <p>Execution of a Traytor</p>
                     </figure>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <figure>
                        <p>Reading ſtandin in The Pillory.</p>
                     </figure>
                  </p>
               </figure>
               <p>The <hi>Town</hi> appeared to me now like a <hi>Swarm</hi> of Bees; its Inhabitants in ſwarms hurrying and humming up and down, having their peaceful Repoſe di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſturbed by the breaking out of this <hi>Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery</hi> of a <hi>Plot,</hi> which filled all things with noiſe, tumult and diſtraction.</p>
               <p>In theſe <hi>Extaſies</hi> I ſeemed one time to be tranſported into the moſt <hi>glori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous</hi> place that ever mine Eyes be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>held; it was a <hi>ſpacious Room,</hi> hung round with rich Tapeſtry, at the upper end of which, upon a ſtately <hi>Throne</hi> was ſeated Our <hi>Great Albonian Monarch</hi> in his Royal Robes, and the Imperial <hi>Crown</hi> encircling his ſacred brows, which rendred his preſence very auguſt and aw<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful;
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round about him on both ſides were ſeated an illuſtrious company of <hi>Gran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dees,</hi> in moſt magnificent Robes, with <hi>Coronets</hi> on their heads, which I conclud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed was the Peerage of the Realm; and this to be the <hi>Vpper Order</hi> of the <hi>Great Senate</hi> or Aſſembly of Eſtates convened in this place, amongſt whom all things re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lating to the Intereſt of <hi>King</hi> and King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom, are firſt judiciouſly conſulted, and then ſuch <hi>Votes, Orders</hi> and <hi>Acts</hi> paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed thereupon, as they think needful to the purpoſe.</p>
               <p>At the <hi>Bar,</hi> at the lower end of the Houſe, whom ſhould I ſee ſtanding but my friend <hi>Phileroy,</hi> who I perceived was now upon his Examination before that <hi>Great Aſſembly</hi> concerning the matters of his Examination given in to the <hi>King;</hi> I was glad to ſee things brought to this ripeneſs, that now not only the <hi>King,</hi> but Nation too (the Peo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple whereof were repreſentatively includ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in this <hi>great Aſſembly</hi>) ſhould be ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with this <hi>Helliſh Conſpiracy,</hi> and that it now lay before them whoſe <hi>united</hi> Wiſdoms could not fail finding out the Miſte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries of it, &amp; their powers as well ſerve them to make proviſions againſt the <hi>Autho<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s</hi> of
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the <hi>Deſign.</hi> Methoughts I lift up my heart in a hearty prayer for a bleſſing up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on their proceedings, and here my <hi>Viſion</hi> terminated in a ſtrange tranſport of joy and admiration, upon the conſideration of the <hi>Divine</hi> goodneſs ſo evidently ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearing in theſe hopeful beginnings.</p>
               <p>Some time after methought I was walk<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing about the Weſt parts of the City, where I met with a crew of <hi>Matchmen</hi> and <hi>Souldiers</hi> that guarded along three or four perſons, whoſe dejected looks well enough ſhewed what their Condition was; One of them (looking wiſtly in his face) I knew to be a <hi>Petropolitan Prieſt,</hi> one of thoſe that came over with us from <hi>Strombolo.</hi> I was glad to ſee theſe Beaſts of prey to be taken in our Toils; but did not preſently underſtand who it was that chaſed them thither, till hearing a voice behind me crying out, look well to your <hi>Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoner.</hi> I looked back and ſaw one follow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing them dreſt after the Mode of the <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonian Clergy</hi> and followed at a ſmall diſtance by a party of the Royal Guards, obſerving him more wiſtly, I knew him to be <hi>Phileroy,</hi> I did not ſo much won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der at his <hi>Divinity Habit,</hi> as knowing he had <hi>Title</hi> to it by thoſe <hi>ſacred Orders</hi>
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which he had taken up in <hi>Albonia</hi> before he fell in with the <hi>Petropolitans;</hi> the <hi>Guards</hi> I imagined were thoſe allowed him for his defence in thoſe dangerous Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices; notwithſtanding his haſt and buſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, I could not forbear ſpeaking to him, but his haſt would not permit him to parly with me, only taking me by the hand he whiſpered me in the Ear, that he would meet in the Evening at the uſual place, and treat me with a <hi>feaſt</hi> of Wonders. I expected indeed, having not had his com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany a conſiderable time ſince, to be now extraordinarily treated with accounts of things which I perceived began to work now very briskly; ſo with much ſeeming impatience, and with a world of fancies, that like <hi>Atoms</hi> flutter'd up and down in my <hi>heated</hi> brains, I <hi>dreamed</hi> away the time till Evening, and then poſted to the place where I was to meet with <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leroy.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>He had got thither (luckily) before me, and I found him with his <hi>Royal Guard of Partizans</hi> about him, and a Bottle of Wine upon the Table, which after I had ſaluted the Company, we drank about, <hi>Phileroy</hi> being pleaſed at that time (tho a thing not uſual with him) to begin an
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health which was to the Preſervation of His <hi>Majeſties Royal Perſon</hi> and <hi>Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment</hi> againſt the <hi>Plots</hi> of the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitans.</hi> This Health was eccho'd with hearty <hi>Amens,</hi> and as chearfully pledged by all the <hi>Company,</hi> amongſt whom it went round, and was laſtly pledg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by my ſelf; after which <hi>Phileroy</hi> ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king me by the hand, told his <hi>Guards</hi> that he had ſome private buſineſs for which he muſt withdraw from them for a little time into the next Room, bidding them in the mean time to make much of themſelves, ſo we withdrew together; and being by our ſelves, <hi>Phileroy</hi> told me, that to make good his word to me, he had with much difficulty got looſe from his buſineſs, which ſaid he, at this time lies very hard upon me; for having made my <hi>Diſcovery</hi> to the <hi>King</hi> and his <hi>Councils,</hi> they have ordered me to purſue the Chaſe of theſe <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Vermin till I have brought them into their <hi>Toils,</hi> and ſo to the <hi>Tribunals</hi> of <hi>Iuſtice</hi> to receive the Reward of their <hi>Treaſons;</hi> and when you met me in the morning, I had been upon the hunt, and ſeiſed one crafty <hi>old Fox</hi> (a <hi>Prieſt</hi>) in his <hi>kennel,</hi> together with two other <hi>Petropolitans,</hi>
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whom I carryed before the Council, and having proved my charge againſt them, they were by Order of that Sacred Board committed to the <hi>Den of Thieves,</hi> the fitteſt receptacle for ſuch Cattle. But to proceed in my Narrative of the State of things ſince we were laſt together, I then told you that upon my <hi>Diſcovery</hi> the <hi>King</hi> was graciouſly pleaſed to allow me a Guard for my de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fence (as you ſee I am now attended with) otherwiſe it had been impoſſible for me to have ventured upon diſcovering of the traiterous gang (which was the province I was now enjoyned to) without apparent danger to my own Life; yet being thus <hi>guarded,</hi> and as well defended within by my own Innocency, I have made many bold Sallies into the retreats of my <hi>ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jured</hi> Friends, but now revengeful <hi>Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies,</hi> and have not left till I have left them in the hands of Juſtice. The firſt I ſeiſed were ſome of my old Companions of the <hi>Ignatian Order;</hi> they called me <hi>Achitophel, Iudas, Renegade, Apo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtat<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>,</hi> and what not; I gave them leave to ſpeak their Will, it being the Priviledge of loſers, as I ſaw plainly they were like to be in this Bargain: After theſe proceed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ings
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according to the Method of my In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formations, I went on with the reſt in Or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der; the next being the <hi>Phyſitian</hi> before mentioned, I got a <hi>Summons</hi> from the <hi>Privy Council</hi> for him to appear before that <hi>Board,</hi> where I juſtified my charge againſt him of his Undertaking to <hi>poiſon</hi> the <hi>King,</hi> and did prove it by a Letter under the hand of <hi>Provincial Blanc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pain</hi> to one of the Confederates, that he had, for the Reward of 15000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taken to do it, and that 5000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> of the ſaid Mony had been already paid him (as an earneſt) by the Secretary; The Defence he made for himſelf was nothing to the purpoſe, or any denial of the fact, but on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly an inſolent kind of boaſting of his <hi>Loy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>alty</hi> to the <hi>King,</hi> expreſſed in ſome for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer <hi>Services</hi> done by him; what thoſe <hi>Services</hi> were I knew not, but what the preſent <hi>Service</hi> was I knew ſo well, that I hoped he would be rewarded according to his deſerts; however for that time he got off <hi>impune,</hi> but ſome littte time after was taken into Cuſtody, and committed <hi>Priſoner</hi> to the <hi>Den of Thieves,</hi> a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt the reſt of his <hi>Companions.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Next after him, I proceeded againſt the <hi>Petropolitan Secretary</hi> (the chief
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                  <hi>Engineer</hi> in this <hi>Plot</hi>) and having got an <hi>Order</hi> to <hi>ſearch</hi> his houſe, we ſeized on ſome of his <hi>Papers,</hi> and brought them to the <hi>Council,</hi> before whom (hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing there was a Warrant out againſt him) he voluntarily appeared, and bore the brunt of the Articles I charged againſt him with a true <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Courage, that is, with <hi>impudence</hi> and <hi>ſlighting.</hi> How<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever the <hi>Council</hi> thought fit to deliver him into the hands of the Lictors, and af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terwards ordered him to the <hi>Den of Thieves;</hi> ſome farther <hi>Diſcovery</hi> being made of other of his Papers of a very <hi>dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gerous</hi> Conſequence, the conſideration whereof was left to a <hi>Committee</hi> of <hi>Lords</hi> appointed for that purpoſe.</p>
               <p>Then I proceeded againſt the <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litan Advocate,</hi> whom I cauſed to be ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehended and impriſoned with the reſt.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Petroplitans</hi> perceiving me ſo active in my Diſcoveries, and yet that I was but one ſingle <hi>Witneſs</hi> (which is an Evidence too little in Law to convict in caſes of Treaſon) began to grow <hi>inſolent,</hi> and to brazen it out with Lyes and Falſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hoods <hi>vouched</hi> (by ſome powerful <hi>Friends,</hi> that they had got in to their In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt) that there were no Plot on foot; or
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if there were, it was not theirs, but ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther the <hi>Diſſenting Chriſtians;</hi> nay, to ſtrengthen their deſign, they wanted not ſome of the <hi>Chriſtian party</hi> themſelves (men unworthy that Title) that counting it a piece of <hi>Gentility</hi> to be ſingular in their fancies, ſpared not their Endeavours to elude the belief of it, by turning the whole truth thereof into jeſt and ridicule: Notwithſtanding which, their Artifices to conceal their Deſigns, it pleaſed God ſo to order it, that in a little time they diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered themſelves in a piece of Villany of undeniable proof againſt them,</p>
               <p>For their Actings being influenced, as well by <hi>Revenge</hi> as <hi>Intereſt,</hi> they con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trived now how to wreak their ſpight upon that worthy <hi>Magiſtrate,</hi> that received our <hi>Informations,</hi> and took our <hi>Oaths</hi> upon them, whoſe life they reſolved ſhould now pay for that <hi>Service.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>To which end having way-laid him ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral dayes together by ſome of their <hi>par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty,</hi> whom they had confederated to that purpoſe, they dog'd him (that day they acted their Tragedy upon him) from place to place, from Morning till Night, till they had fixt him at a certain place near the <hi>Queens Pallace,</hi> where their <hi>Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>federates</hi>
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were, and where they deſigned to diſpatch him, and then went to prepare their fellows for the <hi>bloody</hi> Undertaking againſt he ſhould (as he muſt of neceſſity) come by that way. They had ſo laid their Deſign, that one of them, being a <hi>Prieſt,</hi> and another ſhould begin a Quarrel, juſt as notice ſhould be given that the <hi>Iuſtice</hi> was coming by, as a means to draw him down to them, which <hi>Deſign</hi> of theirs accordingly took effect; for the <hi>Rogue</hi> that watched for him at the Gate leading down to the <hi>Queens Stables</hi> ſeeing Sir <hi>Edmond</hi> coming, preſently diſpatched notice to the other two to begin their pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended Fray, and that being himſelf well known to the <hi>Iuſtice</hi> (as having frequent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed his Houſe ſome time on purpoſe to find an opportunity to miſchief him) he confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dently went up to him, and telling him there were two Perſons in the <hi>Yard</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low that had begun a quarrel, and he was afraid, if they were not ſuddenly part<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, would murther one another; and therefore earneſtly deſired him to go down to them, ſuppoſing his preſence, as a <hi>Magiſtrate,</hi> would cauſe them to leave off. Sir <hi>Edmond</hi> was loth to engage him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf in the buſineſs, it being not ſo proper
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for him, as a Juſtice, to intermeddle with Frays, as to puniſh them, beſides the lateneſs of the night (he being an orderly perſon and keeping good hours at home) might have excuſed him from ſo trouble<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſom an Office; notwithſtanding all which he was overcome by the importunity of this <hi>Ruffian,</hi> to walk along with him to the place where the <hi>Fray was,</hi> which was near to the rails over againſt the <hi>Queens Stables,</hi> and a kind of ſcuffle was there in <hi>Mockery</hi> made a ſhew of, but no ſooner did the <hi>innocent Gentle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man</hi> begin to interpoſe his Authority to part them; but the Scene was preſently altered, and that rage and Fury that they pretended againſt each other, was now turned upon him; theſe two together, with that <hi>villanous Iudas</hi> that betray<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed him to them, and another of their <hi>Com-rogues</hi> falling altogether upon him, got him down upon the Ground, and ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king a <hi>Neckcloath</hi> or Cravat that he wore about him, and twiſting it about his Neck, they pulled the Ends thereof ſo hard, that they ſoon throatled him, and by that means, and ſome other violences they uſed towards him, they deprived him of Life, and left him a ſenſeleſs <hi>Car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſs</hi>
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proſtrate at their murderous feet: The News of this Tragedy was not pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently known; but being miſſed two or three days without any tidings come to his houſe of him, it was concluded by all that knew how zealous and concerned he was againſt the <hi>Petropolitan Plotters,</hi> that they had by ſome means or other murthered him; for the better Diſcove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry of which, the King himſelf, as well out of a <hi>Princely</hi> abhorrency of ſuch an horrid Fact, as the affection he had to this worthy <hi>Magiſtrate</hi> for the ſervices he had done him, cauſed his <hi>Royal Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clamation</hi> to be iſſued out, commanding a ſtrict ſearch and enquiry to be made about it, and promiſed a great Reward to any that ſhould diſcover the murther (if any were) beſides a <hi>Pardon</hi> to the <hi>Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>coverer,</hi> if concerned in it.</p>
               <p>This <hi>Alarm</hi> netled the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> to ſome purpoſe, and put them to their old ſhifts of Evaſion and diſſimulation; ſo that now they ſpread reports about the <hi>Town,</hi> that Sir <hi>Edmond</hi> was gone a jour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ney into ſome remote <hi>Country,</hi> to be married to a great Lady, and took the confidence to name her.</p>
               <p>But it pleaſed God (who ſeldom (if ever)
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leaves <hi>Murthers</hi> undiſcovered, or un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>puniſhed) in a little time to reveal the <hi>Myſtery</hi> of this <hi>Villany</hi> to the <hi>World;</hi> for not long after the fact two or three perſons walking over the fields upon the Northſide of the <hi>City,</hi> near to a certain Hill there, well known to, and frequented by the Towns men, they diſcovered lying in a Ditch, the Body of a man, habited like a <hi>Gentleman</hi> or <hi>Schollar</hi> in black cloaths, his Perriwig, Gloves, and Scab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bard of his Sword lying upon the bank by him, and a <hi>Sword</hi> run through his Body, but without any blood appearing; ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prized at this tragical Sight, and know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing it was fit there ſhould be a legal <hi>En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quiry</hi> made into the cauſes of it, they found out an <hi>Officer</hi> of the Peace whom they brought to the place, and from thence conveyed by them to another place, where the <hi>Body</hi> might be more conveni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ently viewed by thoſe that came to ſee it.</p>
               <p>It is remarkable that his Rings, Watch, and ſome Moneys both Gold and Silver were found in his Pockets, which ſhould evidence that he was not murthered by Thieves or Robbers, but that it was done either out of revenge by ſome others, or in diſcontent by himſelf.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="166" facs="tcp:95381:93"/>The <hi>Petropolitans</hi> as well to excuſe themſelves, as out of a farther <hi>Revenge</hi> to him, by taking away his <hi>Good-name</hi> as they had done his <hi>Life,</hi> would have fixt it upon the latter, and to that end they had left his own <hi>Sword</hi> ſticking in his Body, but without any <hi>Blood</hi> appear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to be let out by it; nor did they ſpare to confirm this ſuſpicion with reports a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout the <hi>Town,</hi> that Sir <hi>Edmond</hi> being a melancholy man, had in a fit of <hi>Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>content</hi> acted this <hi>Murther</hi> upon <hi>him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>But it pleaſed God upon this Diſcovery of his Body, to bring things ſo about, that in a ſhort time both his <hi>Innocency</hi> was cleared, and their <hi>Villany</hi> detected.</p>
               <p>The rumour of this Murther being quickly ſpread about the Town, drew ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny people to the place, out of curioſity, to ſee the murthered Body, of whom ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral of them that were acquainted with him in his life time, knew it to be the Body of Sir <hi>Edmond;</hi> whereupon his mournful <hi>Relations</hi> upon notice of it, took him into their Cuſtody, in order to beſtow upon him (as he deſerved, and af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terwards had) a decent and becoming Fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neral.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="7" type="chapter">
               <pb n="167" facs="tcp:95381:93"/>
               <head>CHAP. VII.</head>
               <argument>
                  <p>Captain <hi>Lobed</hi> comes in a Diſcoverer. The <hi>Queens Goldſmith</hi> ſeized, as one of Sir <hi>Edmond</hi>'s Murtherers; His Confeſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on and Diſcovery. The <hi>Author's Viſion</hi> of <hi>Staley</hi>'s <hi>Ghoſt;</hi> the Narrative of his <hi>Treaſons</hi> and Sufferings. The Author in a Viſion meets the <hi>Ghoſt</hi> of the <hi>Secreta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry,</hi> with whom he travels to <hi>Strombolo.</hi> A <hi>Court</hi> there holden by <hi>Radamanthus;</hi> the <hi>Secretary,</hi> and other <hi>Albonian</hi> Trai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tors, that were executed for their <hi>Trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons,</hi> examined by him, to whom they give an account of their <hi>Sufferings,</hi> and are all ſent to <hi>Purgatory.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>THis Narrative of <hi>Phileroy</hi>'s put me in mind of my late <hi>Viſion,</hi> which hereupon I acquainted him with, and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cluded by the congruity of Circumſtances, that this was the <hi>very perſon</hi> that I ſaw then carried dead before a man on <hi>Horſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>back,</hi> and afterwards laid in a Ditch, and his <hi>Sword</hi> by one of them run through him and left in his Body.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="168" facs="tcp:95381:94"/>And all this, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> has hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pened to be true, as hath been ſince prov<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by ſome unexpected <hi>Evidences,</hi> that <hi>God</hi> by his providence hath raiſed to confirm the truth of it. The firſt where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of was one Captain <hi>Lobed,</hi> ſometimes a retainer to one of the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Lords, and by him recommended to ſome of the chiefs of that party beyond the <hi>Seas,</hi> where he had got ſo much credit amongſt them (eſpecially the <hi>Ignatian</hi> Order) that they imployed him, as their <hi>Agent</hi> in ſeveral <hi>Negotiations</hi> about the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent <hi>Plot,</hi> carrying Letters into <hi>foreign parts</hi> where the buſineſs required, and other <hi>Services;</hi> by which means he came to have an underſtanding of their <hi>preſent Deſigns.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>He continued thus a Servant to them till after the time that I had made my <hi>Diſcovery,</hi> when being jealous leſt he al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſo ſhould become a <hi>Diſcoverer,</hi> they ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liged him by taking the <hi>Sacrament</hi> and the <hi>Oath of Secrecy</hi> once a week, to continue faithful to them.</p>
               <p>And then treated with him about their <hi>Deſign</hi> to murther Sir <hi>Edmond B.</hi> an<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> to get an acquaintance with him upon tha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> account, and told him that there w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>
                  <pb n="169" facs="tcp:95381:94"/>
4000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> offered, by the <hi>Petropolitan Lord</hi> whom he had ſerved, to any perſon that ſhould effect it, which was to be paid by the <hi>Petropolitan Secretary;</hi> but he out of a natural principle of honeſty, abhorring their Deſigns, ſtill failed them at the times appointed, only once was preſent with the reſt of the confederates at their requeſt, to ſee the Murthered Bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy, where he took notice of the perſons concerned in it, and underſtood ſomething of their Proceedings; but being diſturbed in his mind about it, he retired to a City on the Weſtern parts of <hi>Albonia,</hi> whence he diſpatched Letters to one of the <hi>Roy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>al Secretaries;</hi> upon which he was ſent for back to <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> and made his <hi>Diſcovery</hi> which (notwithſtanding that he and I had never any acquaintance or knowledge of each other) agreed ſo ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>actly with mine, that it got a better cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dit to the Belief, and proved a greater <hi>Confirmation</hi> of the preſent Plot.</p>
               <p>After this, one of the Confederates in the aforeſaid Murther, by Trade a <hi>Gold-Smith,</hi> and ſervant to the <hi>Royal Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſort,</hi> having, before the aforeſaid <hi>Murther,</hi> in a <hi>Coffee-houſe</hi> offered to defend the caſe of ſome <hi>Petropolitan Traitors</hi>
                  <pb n="170" facs="tcp:95381:95"/>
that had been lately executed, and being himſelf known to be a <hi>Petropolitan,</hi> fearing to be called in queſtion about what he had ſaid, did therefore abſcond him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf for two or three dayes from his houſe. But ſome time after, a quarrel happening betwixt him and one of his Neighbours, who underſtood by a Servant of his, that the time of the <hi>Goldſmith</hi>'s abſconding was about the time of Sir <hi>Cdmond</hi>'s Mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther. He went preſently to the <hi>Council,</hi> and charged him as a <hi>Confederate</hi> in that <hi>Deſign:</hi> A Warrant was iſſued out againſt him to anſwer the Charge, upon which he appeared, and Captain <hi>Lobed</hi> being preſent, knew him again to be one of the perſons concerned in the ſaid <hi>Murther,</hi> and ſwore it againſt him; whereupon he was by Order committed to the <hi>Den of Thieves;</hi> but the next day made a Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery of the Deſign, and the Perſons concerned in it; who were thereupon ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken into Cuſtody. Yet, although the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitans</hi> had prevailed ſo far with him, as to deny what he had ſaid, the Impulſes of his own Conſcience, beſides the promiſe of a <hi>Pardon</hi> and Reward to any that ſhould make a Diſcovery of it, by the <hi>Kings Proclamation,</hi> obliged him to
<pb n="171" facs="tcp:95381:95"/>
aſſert the truth of his firſt <hi>Informa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion,</hi> (which he hath ſince publiſhed to the <hi>World</hi>) and therein gave an account, how that after they had ſtrangled Sir <hi>Ed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mond,</hi> as I before told you, they conveyed him into the Pallace where they kept him (ſhifting the Body out of one Room into another for the more privacy) for two or three dayes till they had an opportunity to remove him to the place where they de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigned to leave him.</p>
               <p>The Evening that they deſigned to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>move him, having got the <hi>Souldiers</hi> that attended at the <hi>Court Gates</hi> out of the way, at a drinking match that they had provided for them, they had hired a <hi>Sedan,</hi> into which they put the <hi>mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thered Body;</hi> and two of them carrying it out of <hi>Town,</hi> late at night, when few <hi>people</hi> were ſtirring, at the Towns end they ſet the Body upon an horſe, with which one of them was there ready, and with two or three more of their Confede<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rates, that walked a foot by them, they carried him in that manner that you ſaw him in your <hi>Viſion,</hi> to the place where he was afterwards <hi>diſcovered,</hi> as I have told you.</p>
               <p>This <hi>Witneſs</hi> hath diſcovered the <hi>Ruf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fians</hi>
                  <pb n="172" facs="tcp:95381:96"/>
ingaged in this <hi>Murther,</hi> the prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipal of whom, being <hi>Vernatti,</hi> is ſince fled, as alſo two other <hi>Prieſts</hi> concerned in it, but three of them that were actual inſtruments in the <hi>Murther,</hi> one of them being the <hi>Porter</hi> at the <hi>Court Gates,</hi> and two others that were there, Servants to the <hi>Royal Conſort,</hi> have ſince been taken into Cuſtody, and at the Petition of the <hi>Great Senate,</hi> a <hi>Court of Iuſtice</hi> ſummoned by the <hi>King,</hi> before whom they have been tried, and by many unde<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niable proofs brought againſt them by the aforeſaid <hi>Witneſs,</hi> and others that came in againſt them, they were legally convict<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed and condemned, and have ſince receiv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the juſt reward of their horrid and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parallel'd <hi>Villany</hi> at the <hi>Tiburnian Trident.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Body of this <hi>martyred Worthy,</hi> attended by the Magiſtrates of the City, and many of the Nobility and Gentry in a numerous company, was carried to one of the principal Churches in the Weſt parts of the City, where, after an elegant Oration made upon the Occaſion, by an <hi>eminent Prelate</hi> of the <hi>Albonian</hi> Church, it was with many Tears and Lamentations after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards decently interred.</p>
               <q>
                  <pb n="173" facs="tcp:95381:96"/>
                  <l>An Honeſt, Worthy, Loyal <hi>Magiſtrate,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Who was the <hi>Proto-Martyr</hi> for the State;</l>
                  <l>His <hi>Death</hi> preſerved our <hi>Lives</hi> by pointing out</l>
                  <l>The curs'd <hi>Deſigns</hi> the <hi>Papiſts</hi> were about.</l>
                  <l>The <hi>Juſtice</hi> as an Enemy to their Cauſe</l>
                  <l>Muſt dye; could they as well have kill'd the <hi>Laws,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Oh, happy <hi>Rome!</hi> how would the <hi>Devils Brats</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Inſult, and we no <hi>Laws</hi> nor <hi>Magiſtrates</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>To puniſh them; The Sword of <hi>Juſtice</hi> yet</l>
                  <l>Is keen, and we have men to manage it,</l>
                  <l>And maugre all the <hi>Plots</hi> they have <hi>devis'd,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>All are not <hi>Godfrey'd</hi> yet, nor <hi>Arnoldis'd,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>His Name ſhall live, and we ſhall live to ſee</l>
                  <l>Their Plots to end in their own Tragedie.</l>
               </q>
               <p>The murther of this Loyal <hi>Gentleman</hi> gave ſo great a light to the Diſcovery of the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Deſigns, that the <hi>Great Senate</hi> of the Nation (being now met together) were pleaſed to take notice of it, and after having examined me and ſome other <hi>Evidences</hi> (that were ſum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moned in) upon the particulars of the <hi>Plot,</hi> they came to this <hi>unanimous Reſolution</hi> which was recorded in their
<pb n="174" facs="tcp:95381:97"/>
                  <hi>Iournals: [That there has been, and is a damnable and helliſh Plot con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trived and carryed on by the Popiſh Recuſants, for aſſaſsinating and mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thering the King, and for ſubverting the Government, and deſtroying the Proteſtant Religion by Law eſtab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liſhed.]</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This being made matter of Record by one of the three <hi>grand Eſtates</hi> of the <hi>Kingdom,</hi> is a ſufficient <hi>Confirmation</hi> to all the <hi>World,</hi> of the <hi>reality</hi> of the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitans</hi> Deſign againſt us.</p>
               <p>But (ſaid <hi>Phileroy</hi>) my Narrative hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing waſted time, I muſt be now obliged to return to my <hi>Company,</hi> and leave the reſt to the next <hi>Convenience</hi> we ſhall have of meeting.</p>
               <p>So for this time we brake up our Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ference, and going back to the <hi>Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny</hi> we had left in the other room, we took a <hi>glaſs</hi> or two with them, and then friendly parted.</p>
               <p>It was not long after this meeting, that I was by the <hi>Impulſe</hi> and <hi>Extaſie</hi> of theſe <hi>Viſions,</hi> tranſported to a ſolitary place not far from the City, but near ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joyning to the <hi>Tiburnian Trident</hi> (be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come now ſacred in the Eyes of the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitans,</hi>
                  <pb n="175" facs="tcp:95381:97"/>
by the <hi>Martyrdom</hi> of their <hi>Confederates</hi>) where I diſcovered a <hi>tall Perſon,</hi> halting and limping along in a ſtrange untoward poſture, and now and then reeling, as if he were falling to the ground; I imagined that ſomething extraordinary was the cauſe of his diſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derly <hi>motions,</hi> and that he was either drunk, or troubled with ſome kind of <hi>Epi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leptick</hi> fits; to be reſolved of which, and out of Compaſſion to his Condition, I drew towards him, but going to take hold of him, he flew from me like the Wind, and I took hold of nothing; whereupon I concluded he was a <hi>Spirit,</hi> but being now my ſelf an extaſied Perſon, I dreaded no apparitions, but purſued the <hi>Spectrum</hi> for a better acquaintance.</p>
               <p>Upon my next View of him, he began to make an <hi>helliſh noiſe</hi> (that ſcarred me ten times more than the ſight of him) and withal his <hi>Tongue</hi> hanging out of his Mouth, ſwelled, and of a loathſom black colour; I ſaw him ſnapping it betwixt his Teeth in a moſt cruel manner, ſo that the blood ſeemed to run about his Jaws, and ſometimes with one of his hands he ſeem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to tear and ſcratch the other in the like unmerciful manner; his actions appeared
<pb n="176" facs="tcp:95381:98"/>
to me a ſtrange kind of <hi>ſelfe-revenge,</hi> ſuch like as the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> uſe to inflict upon themſelves in way of <hi>Pen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance,</hi> but for what cauſe, or to what pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe, I know not; wherefore to be reſol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved, I asked him two or three Queſtions, which as ſoon as he could get his <hi>mortifi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed Tongue</hi> into his mouth, he civilly an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwered me, <hi>Firſt,</hi> I demanded <hi>what</hi> he he was—He told me, he could not tell, but asked me <hi>what</hi> I was, for he never ſaw any thing like an <hi>humane</hi> creature, ſince he came out of the other <hi>World:</hi> Why, what <hi>World,</hi> ſaid I, do you think we are in now? I know not (replyed he) but it is a <hi>ſtrange World</hi> to me, having loſt my friends, company, eſtate, hopes; nay, and my body too all in an inſtant; your body man, ſaid I, why, what <hi>Body</hi> have you now? or have you any at all? I cannot tell, replyed he, what I am, or where I am; whatever form I appear in to you, you need not fear me, for I aſſure you, I can neither <hi>bite</hi> nor <hi>ſcratch,</hi> having left my body lately at the <hi>Tiburnian Tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent,</hi> mangled by the hands of a cruel <hi>Carnifico</hi> into four quarters; I took a ſad leave of them, and what is become of them I know not, being ſince become a
<pb n="177" facs="tcp:95381:98"/>
                  <hi>Wanderer</hi> in ſhades of darkneſs, to find out that place of light and happineſs which the <hi>Petropolitans told</hi> me would be the certain portion of all ſuch as dyed in that Cauſe that I ſuffer'd for: Why, ſaid I then, were you a <hi>Petropolitan?</hi> Ay, replyed he, or I had never left the other world ſo untimely; it was my <hi>Zeal,</hi> my <hi>Zeal</hi> for their <hi>Curſed Cauſe</hi>—and with that he be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to bite his <hi>Tongue</hi> afreſh, and to rave at the rate he had before done: I ſtay'd with ſome trouble in my ſpirit till his paſſion was over, and he began a little to recover himſelf; and then I asked him the meaning of his biting his <hi>Tongue</hi> in that violent manner; he told me, it was but a juſt <hi>Revenge</hi> he took upon that Member for betraying him to that <hi>Cur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed End;</hi> but, ſaid he, to ſatisfie your <hi>Curioſity</hi> at once (for I perceive you are a ſtranger to the affairs of the other world, as well as I am now:) I will tell you in ſhort the <hi>Hiſtory</hi> of my <hi>Tragedy;</hi> I was upon <hi>Earth</hi> the <hi>Son</hi> of a <hi>Citizen</hi> of <hi>Londinopolis.</hi> and a <hi>Petropolitan,</hi> and being educated and inſtructed in that <hi>Religion,</hi> I betook my ſelf for ſome time to travel, where I was farther inſtructed in the Policies of that People, and of a
<pb n="178" facs="tcp:95381:99"/>
Deſign they had laid againſt my late na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tive Country of <hi>Albonia,</hi> which I ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe is yet on foot, although I am untime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly taken off from ſeeing the end of it? Up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on my return into <hi>Albonia</hi> I was im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployed by my <hi>Father</hi> to look after the Caſh which (he being by trade a <hi>Gold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſmith</hi>) was intruſted in, his hands by the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Party; but the <hi>Plot,</hi> for carrying on of which the ſaid Mony was treaſured up, coming unluckily to be <hi>Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover'd;</hi> they began to call in their <hi>Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nies</hi> ſo faſt, that I began thereby to be perplexed and confuſed in my mind about clearing my accounts with them; upon this I contracted ſuch a ſpight and revenge in my mind againſt the <hi>Albonian Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment</hi> as the cauſe of this diſaſter, that I could not forbear letting looſe this curſed <hi>Tongue</hi> of mine one time amongſt Company, where I was overheard into theſe expreſſions which I then ſpake in the <hi>Franconian Lingua,</hi> my Conſorts being of that Country [<hi>The King of Albonia is a grand Heretick, and the greateſt Rogue in the World: There's the Heart</hi> (ſtriking his hand upon his Breaſt) <hi>and here's the hand that will kill him my ſelf</hi>]</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="179" facs="tcp:95381:99"/>Some other words I ſpoke to the like purpoſe, treaſonable enough; all which being overheard by the <hi>Company</hi> in the next room: One of them, a <hi>Loyal</hi> Gentle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man, was ſo exaſperated thereby, that he drew towards the room (where we were) to have run me through with his Sword, and had done it, had not his Friend inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed; ſo they ſpared me for this time to reſerve me for a worſe puniſhment; for upon this they having enquired out my <hi>Lodging,</hi> preſently went and gave in their <hi>Informations</hi> of this paſſage, (for by the <hi>Laws</hi> of <hi>Albonia,</hi> no man dares conceal <hi>Treaſon,</hi> as this was, under <hi>pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ril</hi> of his own Life) and thereupon the next day being ſummoned to anſwer it be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore the <hi>King</hi> and his <hi>Council,</hi> I was by them committed to the <hi>Den of Thieves,</hi> where I remained till my Tryal, and then upon clear proof made of the words ſpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken, (notwithſtanding I would fain have made my <hi>Tongue</hi> then to have looſened what it had tied before by ſome <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politan Evaſion</hi>) it was the opinion of the <hi>Court,</hi> that I deſerved to dye, and had Judgment accordingly paſſed upon me to be executed as a <hi>Traitor,</hi> by <hi>ſtrang<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling</hi> and diſmembring of my Body, which
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Sentence has been lately <hi>executed</hi> upon me; and now <hi>Bodileſs</hi> as I am, I wan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der in theſe <hi>Shades</hi> to find a reſt: The little comfort I have is, that before this time my poor limbs are diſpoſed by my <hi>Friends</hi> in ſome quiet <hi>repoſitory,</hi> that they may not remain as ſtanding Diſhes for <hi>Kites</hi> and <hi>Crows</hi> to feed on. But Oh this <hi>Tongue,</hi> this <hi>Tongue!</hi> (cryed he) beginning then to rave again as before. I adviſed him; ſeeing that <hi>noiſy Inſtru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment</hi> was ſo great a torment to him, to bite it off, rather than to be troubled with the keeping of it, telling him withal that I was going back to the other <hi>World,</hi> and if he thought good, would take it along with me, and preſent it to ſome of his <hi>Petropolitan Friends,</hi> who, no doubt, would dearly eſteem it as a preci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous <hi>Relict.</hi> No, ſaid he, it deſerves no ſuch <hi>fooliſh</hi> honours, although ſuch (for ought I can ſee) be the only Recompence that the <hi>Petropolitan Church</hi> allows its <hi>Martyrs</hi> (as they call us) when they ſuffer in its Cauſe. I will rather keep it to <hi>puniſh</hi> it for my own <hi>folly;</hi> and with that gnaſhing upon it twice or thrice, as a Token of his Revenge, I heard him give a ſhriek, and then preſently <hi>diſappeared.</hi>
               </p>
               <q>
                  <pb n="181" facs="tcp:95381:100"/>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Farewel</hi> thou poor deluded <hi>Ghoſt,</hi> farewel,</l>
                  <l>Stories unto the other <hi>World</hi> go tell</l>
                  <l>Of thine own <hi>folly,</hi> let this be thy Note,</l>
                  <l>I am the <hi>Caitiff</hi> that hath cut my Throat</l>
                  <l>With my own <hi>Tongue,</hi> curs'd be that Zeal that firſt</l>
                  <l>Inflam'd it, and that <hi>deviliſh Cauſe</hi> be <hi>curſt</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>That caus'd it; Now the difference I feel</l>
                  <l>'Twixt <hi>ſober Actions</hi> and a <hi>wrong-plac'd Zeal.</hi>
                  </l>
               </q>
               <p>My <hi>Viſion</hi> preſently carried me back to the City, entring into which by one of the <hi>Gates,</hi> methoughts I ſaw upon the battlements of it, fixed upon a long P<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>le, the Arms and Shoulders of a Man, with many Spectators gazing at it; I ſuppoſing it to be of the <hi>quarters</hi> of ſome <hi>Tra<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>or</hi> lately executed, enquired of one of the By<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanders whoſe it was; he told me it was the <hi>Goldſmith</hi>'s that was lately execut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed for ſpeaking <hi>treaſonable</hi> words againſt the <hi>King.</hi> Why, ſaid I, were not his quarters buried? Yes, replied the other, by the <hi>King</hi>'s leave he was ſuffered to be buried; but his <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Friends, to take of the ignominie of his End, per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed it with ſo much ſuperſtitious De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>votion, beſides the <hi>extraordinary pomp</hi>
                  <pb n="182" facs="tcp:95381:101"/>
of it, as if it had been the funeral of ſome great <hi>Saint,</hi> or Worthy, rather than a <hi>Traitor;</hi> which being looked upon as an <hi>affront</hi> both to the <hi>Government</hi> and <hi>Iuſtice</hi> of the <hi>Nation:</hi> His <hi>Body</hi> was Ordered to be taken up again, and the mangled quarters of it to be ſet up on ſome of the principal <hi>Gates</hi> of the <hi>City,</hi> in ſuch manner as this here is diſpoſed of. I could not but think nowhow the poor <hi>Ghoſt</hi> was cheated, thinking his <hi>Body</hi> might have been ſuckling of <hi>Worms</hi> in ſome earthly repoſitory, when alas (the thing he ſo much abhorred) it was hung up for Birds meat.</p>
               <p>I was, not long after, tranſported by a like <hi>Viſion</hi> into a moſt diſmal place, and full of Horror, I expected I was then a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain in the <hi>Regions of the Dead,</hi> and that I ſhould meet ſome more <hi>Spectrums,</hi> as one I did, a proper <hi>comly Perſon</hi> to look to, but in his motion, his limbs qui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered and ſhook about him, as if they had been hung on with wires, and his head, though he could not keep it from wagging every way, yet he would often throw it up, and ſeem to look very loftily about him; before I came near him, I heard him uſe this expreſſion, repeating it often with
<pb n="183" facs="tcp:95381:101"/>
a ſtern and angry voice, <hi>There is no Faith in Man.</hi> Where am I now? Is this the Reward of my ſervice? Is this the <hi>Elizium</hi> of <hi>Martyrs?</hi> or where ſhall I find it? But perceiving me now to draw near him, he courteouſly ſaluted me with a <hi>[Comment portez vouz Monſieur]</hi> I imagined by his dialect, together with his crinkling poſtures, that he was ſome Frenchified Perſon, but looking wiſely up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on him, I knew him to be one that much uſed that <hi>Lingua,</hi> and that he was the famous <hi>Petropolitan Secretary,</hi> whom I perceiv'd <hi>Juſtice</hi> had ſent into thoſe <hi>Shades</hi> to ſeek the Rewards of his Martyrdom, I anſwer'd the civility of his ſalute with a <hi>bien, mercy Dieu, Moun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſieur Secretary,</hi> Why, ſaid he (wondring at the appellation) Do you know me? very well ſaid I; I remember you at the <hi>Conſult</hi> at <hi>Strombolo,</hi> and have often ſeen you in <hi>Albonia,</hi> and am well ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with your <hi>Hiſtory</hi> both of your ſervices and ſufferings in the <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tan</hi> Cauſe; why then you are a <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politan,</hi> I perceive, replyed the <hi>Secre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tary;</hi> Are you a <hi>Martyr</hi> for the Cauſe? No, ſaid I, nor ever will be as long as I have <hi>life</hi> left me upon Earth to ſpend in
<pb n="184" facs="tcp:95381:102"/>
                  <hi>better</hi> ſervices. The more <hi>Fool</hi> was I, ſaid he, to loſe my own life ſo ſimply, but it was my dependance upon my great friends that made me hazard it ſo ven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trouſly (otherwiſe a free confeſſion might have ſaved it) but they fearing I ſhould babble ſomething to their prejudice, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved to prevent me by leaving me to the courſe of <hi>Juſtice,</hi> and ſlipping me out of the hands of their protection, dropt me into that fatal <hi>Nooſe</hi> that brought me hither. Well, <hi>There is no Faith in Ma<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>.</hi> But now that I am looſed from that treacherous Race of Mankind, what company ſhall I have next, and where lyes my way; Are you (Sir) acquainted with theſe Countries? No, ſaid I, I am a <hi>Stranger</hi> in them, being an Inhabitant of the <hi>Earth,</hi> only was brought hither by an <hi>Extaſi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </hi> for a <hi>Diverſion;</hi> however, as long as my ſtay ſuffers me, I will bear you company in your way to whatever place you are determined: Diſcourſing thus together in a moving poſture, a little farther we entred upon a <hi>Road,</hi> riſing with a winding aſcent, and well beaten by Travellers; as we marched along, to di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vert the way, I deſired my <hi>limping Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panion</hi> to give me an account of his
<pb n="185" facs="tcp:95381:102"/>
                  <hi>Tryal</hi> and <hi>Execution;</hi> for as to the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vious matters of his actings in the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politan Service,</hi> I told him I was al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready ſufficiently acquainted with <hi>them.</hi> This my Requeſt he readily granted, and informed me, that at his Tryal before the great <hi>Albonian Tribunal,</hi> being charged with High-Treaſon againſt the <hi>King</hi> and <hi>Government,</hi> his Papers that were before ſeized by <hi>Phileroy,</hi> were produced in Evidence againſt him, by which it appeared that he had on the be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>half of his great <hi>Maſter</hi> held a ſtrict cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſpondence with the Confeſſor of the <hi>Franconian Monarch,</hi> to prevail with that Prince for moneys to carry on the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Deſigns, and by keeping off the <hi>Great Senates</hi> Sitting, to preſerve the <hi>Great Dukes</hi> title undiſturbed until ſuch time as they could rid the King out of the way, by the contrivances of thoſe that were deſigned to do it; That it was far<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther proved againſt him, that to expedite the taking off the <hi>King,</hi> and to encourage the Deſign, he gave money himſelf, and promiſed great ſums in the behalf of others, to ſuch as ſhould attempt it; for which, and ſeveral other acts of the like nature, which he thought to be highly
<pb n="186" facs="tcp:95381:103"/>
                  <hi>Meritorious,</hi> in reſpect it was for the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Cauſe, he was by the Judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of the <hi>Court</hi> condemned to ſuffer as a Traytor; which Sentence was ſhort<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly after accordingly Executed upon him, altho he depended to the very laſt gaſp upon the kindneſs of his <hi>Great Friends</hi> to free him from it; but how he was rewarded for theſe his ſufferings and ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices, he was yet to ſeek.</p>
               <p>At the Concluſion of this Diſcourſe I heard a crackling noiſe, and perceiv'd the glimmerings of ſome fiery irruptions aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cending as 'twere out of the Earth, which made me think we might be now again at (the place we lately came from) <hi>Strom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bolo,</hi> and ſo it was as it happened; for as we drew nearer, I perceived the paſſage into the <hi>Purgatorian Confines,</hi> where a Scout ſtanding ready preſently ſeized upon the <hi>Secretary,</hi> and hurryed him in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to it: I was my <hi>Self</hi> ſo ſecured by the Magick of my <hi>Viſions,</hi> that I dreaded no dangers either from <hi>Fleſh</hi> or <hi>Spirit,</hi> and ſo boldly ventured in after him, where in the <hi>Great Room</hi> where the <hi>Conſult</hi> was formerly held, I perceived a compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny of <hi>Sooty Feinds</hi> like <hi>Lictors,</hi> or <hi>Officers</hi> of <hi>Iuſtice,</hi> with Whips, Chains
<pb n="187" facs="tcp:95381:103"/>
and Fetters, walking up and down the Room, expecting Orders: For it ſeems there was a <hi>Court</hi> held there; At this time <hi>Rhadamanthus,</hi> the Judge of that <hi>Place,</hi> ſitting in great State at a Table in his fiery <hi>Purple,</hi> to Try the <hi>Priſoners</hi> that ſhould be brought before him. At the ſame Board I ſaw the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> (with ſome of his Scarlet Senate, all now in black) ſitting in a very melancholy and dumpiſh poſture, I imagined it was for that their Deſigns ſucceeded no better in <hi>Albonia.</hi> The <hi>Officer</hi> bringing up his <hi>Priſoner</hi> to the <hi>Board,</hi> he imagined, I ſuppoſe, that they were holding another <hi>Conſult,</hi> and ſo was going to take his place as <hi>Secretary,</hi> and ſit down amongſt them: But the <hi>Lictor</hi> pulling him back, carryed him before <hi>Rhadamanthus,</hi> tel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling him, the caſe was now alter'd; and that he was not there now as <hi>Secretary,</hi> but as a <hi>Priſoner;</hi> and that he muſt anſwer to the <hi>Iudge</hi> there ſuch Queſtions as he ſhould be demanded; who preſently de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded of him for what <hi>Cauſe</hi> he came thither, he told him, for being over-cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dulous in confiding to his deceitful friends, but he hoped the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> (turning himſelf towards him) would not
<pb n="188" facs="tcp:95381:104"/>
prove one of them, having performed ſuch ſignal duty in the ſervices he was employed in, and for which he was re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>warded as a <hi>Traytor,</hi> with a bitter and ſevere <hi>Martyrdom;</hi> the accounts of all which to the purpoſe of what is before re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lated, he fully gave them, and hoped, that upon the merits of the ſame, he ſhould be <hi>condignly</hi> rewarded, as he was all along made to believe he ſhould, if ever <hi>Fate</hi> brought him to that Condition: The <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> ſhook his head a little in way of compaſſion, telling him, he was ſorry for his ſufferings, and that thereby they had loſt the benefit of his future ſervices, but that he might thank his own <hi>Folly</hi> in being ſo over-credulous in truſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to the <hi>Faith of Man,</hi> when he knew the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> uſed theirs no farther than their Intereſt ſerved: However, knowing him to be one of an ambitious humour, he would in requital of his paſt-ſervices, deſire of <hi>Rhadamanthus</hi> the <hi>Iudge,</hi> to prefer him, and that he might be promoted to the place of <hi>Secretary</hi> in Chief to <hi>Don Lucifero,</hi> which at the <hi>Grand Viccars</hi> Requeſt was according<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly granted; and thereupon he was led away by the <hi>Officer</hi> towards the <hi>Sul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phurian
<pb n="189" facs="tcp:95381:104"/>
Pallace,</hi> to take poſſeſſion of his New Office.</p>
               <p>No ſooner was the <hi>Secretary</hi> carried off, but in comes another (led by a <hi>L<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ctor</hi>) who I perceived was the <hi>Gentleman</hi> I firſt met in the <hi>Regions of the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ead,</hi> champing the Bit (with his Tongue be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>twixt his Teeth) as when I firſt ſaw him: <hi>Rhadamanthus</hi> demanding of him whence he came, he told him, from the <hi>Tiburnian Trident,</hi> where he received his Martyrdom for the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Cauſe: The <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> then asked him, what ſervices he had done them, he anſwered, that he confeſſed that the grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſt ſervices he had done, was with his t, t, <hi>Tongue,</hi> in treaſonably ſpeaking his intentions of Cutting off the <hi>Albonian King,</hi> that it was that curſed t, t, <hi>Tongue</hi> that ſaid it. In pronouncing which, he g<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ſhed his <hi>Tongue</hi> with his Teeth ſo vehemently, that he could not ſpeak without ſtammering: But the <hi>Viccar</hi> replyed, That his ſervice was ſo <hi>ſlender,</hi> as no great reward coul<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> be due to it; and that tho he was to be com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mended for his <hi>Zeal,</hi> yet he deſerved to be puniſhed for his folly, for looking to his <hi>Tongue</hi> no better; and therefore left
<pb n="190" facs="tcp:95381:105"/>
him to the ſentence of the Judge, who preſently ordered him to be carried down to <hi>Purgatory,</hi> which was done accord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingly.</p>
               <p>Next after him were brought up the three bloody Murtherers of the <hi>Alboni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>an Iuſtice.</hi> They gave in a large account of their Services and Sufferings, in ſo much that the <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> himſelf be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to plead in favour of them; but <hi>Rha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>damanthus</hi> was ſo incenſed, that the Violence was done to a <hi>Magiſtrate,</hi> that he reſented it as an affront to himſelf, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing one in that place, and therefore or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dered their <hi>Lictors</hi> to carry them away, and to puniſh them ſeverely as Contemn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers of Juſtice; upon hearing their Sen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tence, they all fell a howling moſt terri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly, and hung an arſe, as loth to leave the place; but <hi>Volentes Nolentes,</hi> the <hi>Lictors</hi> hurried them away: <hi>For they muſt needs go whom the Devil drives.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The <hi>Great Biſhop</hi> ſeemed ſomewhat diſpleaſed at the ſeverity of this Sentence but <hi>Rhadamanthus</hi> told him, that if he ſuffered his <hi>Martyrs</hi> to come to receive their Rewards from him, they ſhould ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect no better.</p>
               <p>Afterwards came up three other <hi>Ruf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fians,
<pb n="191" facs="tcp:95381:105"/>
Tiburnian Martyrs</hi> alſo: Their names, as they gave them in to the Judge, were <hi>Bogland, Ringepick,</hi> and <hi>Wood.</hi> Theſe were the Villains that undertook to take away the ſacred Life of the <hi>Alboni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>an Prince;</hi> two of them <hi>viz. Bogland</hi> and <hi>Ringepick</hi> were <hi>Prieſts,</hi> the other a <hi>Lay-man.</hi> The account they gave of their <hi>Services,</hi> was to this effect: That at a Grand Conſult held in <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> a Reſolve being there drawn up by the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> for the killing of the <hi>King,</hi> they three had ſubſcribed the ſame, and reſolved to attempt it: <hi>Bogland</hi> being to contrive the way of doing it, and the other two to execute it; for which Services (when performed) one of them was to receive 1500 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> the other 30000 Maſſes, amounting to the like value.</p>
               <p>That in purſuance of this Reſolve, they two having armed themſelves with ſhort <hi>Guns,</hi> fit for the purpoſe, did once at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempt to ſhoot the King <hi>walking</hi> in his <hi>Park</hi> near the <hi>Pallace</hi> of St. <hi>Iaques;</hi> but the party that was to fire, perceiving theflint of his <hi>Carabine</hi> to be looſe, durſt not attempt it, for which neglect as it was eſteemed, the party was pennanc'd by his <hi>Superior</hi> with twenty or thirty
<pb n="192" facs="tcp:95381:106"/>
ſtro<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ks of <hi>Diſcipline,</hi> yet they reſolved to proceed with their Deſign, but could never find an opportunity to do it.</p>
               <p>That they afterwards were taken by <hi>Phileroy,</hi> who being revolted from the <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> had now diſcovered their Deſigns and Parties concerned in them to the King himſelf. Pox take him (quoth the <hi>Viccar,</hi> biting his nails for madneſs) that Rogue has undone us all.</p>
               <p>That being brought to their <hi>Tryals</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore the <hi>Tribunal</hi> of <hi>Iuſtice, Phileroy</hi> and one <hi>Lobed</hi> a Renegade <hi>Diſcoverer,</hi> both of them formerly <hi>Meſſengers</hi> to the <hi>Conſults,</hi> appeared againſt them, and gave in full proof of the aforeſaid particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lars, upon which (notwithſtanding they did in vain endeavour to invalidate their Evidence by ſlanders raiſed againſt them) they were by the Juſtice of the Court con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demned as <hi>Traytors,</hi> and were accord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingly executed; <hi>Bogland</hi> and <hi>Wood</hi> firſt, and <hi>Ringepick</hi> ſome time after, by ſtrangling and diſmembring.</p>
               <p>That at their <hi>Deaths</hi> they were ſo careful not to betray the Cauſe they dyed for, that they rather ventured upon the Diſpleaſure of the great <hi>Iehovah,</hi> by dy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing with a Lye in their Mouths, in denying
<pb n="193" facs="tcp:95381:106"/>
the fact, than to incur His <hi>Viccarſhip</hi>'s Diſpleaſure, or to prejudice his Cauſe by an untimely Confeſſion; and therefore hoped His <hi>Vnholineſs</hi> would grant them the rewards of <hi>Martyrdom,</hi> and give them the turn of his Key to let them into Paradiſe.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Viccar,</hi> who could hardly forbear ſmiling under his Hat, to ſee the folly of his deluded <hi>Martyrs,</hi> told them grave<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, that indeed he was ſorry to ſee them there; for that they had miſtaken their way, and inſtead of <hi>Paradiſe</hi> they were come to <hi>Purgatory;</hi> but however nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther could he make uſe of his <hi>Key</hi> if they were at the Gates of <hi>Paradiſe;</hi> for that the <hi>Wards</hi> of the <hi>Lock</hi> that ſhould open them were lately altered, upon ſome diſtaſte taken there at their violent pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceedings againſt the <hi>Chriſtians,</hi> ſo that he could not open them, till ſuch time as he could procure another Key.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>☞ —Which <hi>Key</hi> His <hi>Viccarſhip</hi> will find</l>
                  <l>When <hi>Rome</hi> turns honeſt, or the <hi>Devil</hi> blind.</l>
               </q>
               <p>However he told them that as they had loſt their <hi>Rewards</hi> on <hi>Earth,</hi> by their not performing what they had underta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken; ſo they could not expect to be other<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe rewarded here than as <hi>Bunglers,</hi>
                  <pb n="194" facs="tcp:95381:107"/>
in betraying a <hi>Deſign</hi> which they ſhould have executed, <q>
                     <l>Thus right or wrong the Viccar ſaves his Bacon,</l>
                     <l>By telling all his Friends they are miſtaken.</l>
                  </q>
and ſo leaves them to the Judgment of <hi>Rhadamanthus,</hi> who preſently orders his <hi>Ianizaries</hi> to convey them to the <hi>Fiery Gariſon,</hi> where he told them there was a very warm room provided for Regi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cides, and they ſhould have Entertainment accordingly, beſides the Society of ſome of their <hi>Albonian</hi> Country men, as <hi>Gui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>do Faur, Ravillaie,</hi> and others of the <hi>King killing</hi> crew, who had been long his <hi>Priſoners,</hi> and, he queſtioned not, would be glad of their Company. This was all the Comfort they could get in this place; ſo they were carried away after their fellows.</p>
               <p>However it was no ſmall pleaſure to me to ſee my old acquaintance, theſe <hi>Strom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>s</hi> returned hither in this manner inſtead of making their publick <hi>Orations</hi> at <hi>Petropolis,</hi> as they expected.</p>
               <p>Some ſmall time after theſe, was pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced another <hi>crippled Martyr,</hi> one of the <hi>Hangman</hi>'s <hi>jointed Babies,</hi> whoſe <hi>Limbs</hi> hung about him like <hi>wire works,</hi>
                  <pb n="195" facs="tcp:95381:107"/>
by reaſon of his late diſmembring at his <hi>Execution,</hi> yet a grave comely perſon to look on: upon view of his Countenance I knew him to be the <hi>Petropolitan Advo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cate.</hi> At his coming up, ſeeing them ſit in form of a <hi>Court,</hi> and that he was to be tryed before them, he began like a <hi>Lawyer</hi> to put queſtions to them, demanding of them <hi>Quo Warranto</hi> they ſate, and what <hi>Iu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſdiction</hi> they claimed, and that if they had any thing there to charge him with, he had already made <hi>ſatisfaction</hi> upon <hi>Earth,</hi> upon an <hi>Execution</hi> executed up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on his Body, Limbs and Members, and therefore demanded the <hi>Iudgment</hi> of the <hi>Court, <hi>ſi ulterius implitetur,</hi>
                  </hi> with ſuch like <hi>canting</hi> terms, which the judge <hi>Rhadamanthus</hi> heartily laughed at, who told him, that though they had ſeveral of his Profeſſion in that Place, yet they uſed no other Law there but their own, by which he was now to be tried; and therefore without more adoe required him to give an account for what cauſe he was brought thither.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Advocate</hi> turning his head, &amp; ſee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the <hi>old Viccar</hi> ſitting at the other end of the <hi>Board,</hi> enquired if he were in <hi>Commiſsion</hi> as a <hi>Iudge</hi> there, or no;
<pb n="196" facs="tcp:95381:108"/>
                  <hi>Rhadamanthus</hi> anſwered him no; he was only an <hi>Aſſociate,</hi> and that he him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf was the <hi>ſole Iudge</hi> in that place, and that he muſt direct his Speech to him, which the <hi>Advocate</hi> after a formal cringe accordingly did, beginning thus.</p>
               <q>May it pleaſe your Lordſhip <hi>(or)</hi> Devilſhip, if it pleaſe you.</q>
               <p>I was, while upon <hi>Earth, Advocate</hi> to the <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> and retained by them at the <hi>Conſult</hi> here lately holden, to be aſſiſtant to them in their preſent De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns; purſuant to which, ſince my return into <hi>Albonia,</hi> I performed them theſe <hi>Services;</hi> as namely, by contriving Settlements of ſuch <hi>Eſtates</hi> as they had <hi>purchaſed,</hi> in ſuch Diſpoſitions as they might be ſecured of the ſame; by, holding Correſpondence with the <hi>Franconian Confeſſor;</hi> by encouraging the <hi>Deſigns</hi> and <hi>Agents</hi> imployed for the killing of the <hi>King;</hi> by taking care of delivering out the Commiſſions granted by His <hi>Vic<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>carſhip</hi> to the <hi>Petropolitan Lords,</hi> and others of Places and Offices conferred up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on them; by procuring 6000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> of the <hi>Benedictine Fraternity</hi> for carrying on of the Cauſe; in the <hi>interim</hi> of theſe my Endeavours, the <hi>Plot</hi> being diſcovered
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by <hi>Phileroy,</hi> I was upon his <hi>Informa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion</hi> ſeiſed, and brought to my <hi>Tryal,</hi> when upon his and other Witneſſes, fully proving the aforeſaid matters againſt me, I was, according to the <hi>Albonian Laws,</hi> condemned to ſuffer the penalties of <hi>High-Treaſon,</hi> which was executed upon me accordingly; yet at my Death I ſtoutly denied the fact, as I heard thoſe that had gone that way before me had done.</p>
               <p>Theſe were my ſervices, and theſe have been my ſufferings; for which I hope and expect by your <hi>gracious</hi> ſuffrages, to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive the honorary Fee of Martyrdom.</p>
               <p>Out upon't, cryed <hi>Rhadamanthus,</hi> laughing heartily, a Fee for your Folly! we have many <hi>Lawyers</hi> that are puniſht here for their knaveries done in the other <hi>World,</hi> but none that I know for being thruſt out of it by their own folly, as you have been, and therefore for that, if not for your knavery, you muſt be puniſh'd; ſo look to him <hi>Gaoler,</hi> and then he was carried off.</p>
               <p>At laſt to make up the full complement of <hi>Martyrs,</hi> were brought up the five great <hi>Worthies</hi> of the <hi>Ignatian Order,</hi> who had been the moſt <hi>active</hi> and ſtirring, in carrying on this <hi>Conſpiracy,</hi> of all
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others <hi>(viz.)</hi> The <hi>Provincial Blancpain,</hi> Father <hi>Courthar,</hi> Father <hi>Vanga,</hi> Father <hi>Wickefen,</hi> and Father <hi>Tornero,</hi> all of them, as appeared by the tales they told there, were lately Executed together at the <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>burnian Trident;</hi> I could but think with my ſelf how gay and jocund theſe Gentle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men were when I ſaw them laſt here con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſulting upon their Deſigns, and now how pitifully they looked; they would fain have made their application to his <hi>Vic<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>carſhip,</hi> who at their coming up gave them a formal bow, for old acquaintance ſake; but <hi>Rhadamanthus</hi> perceiving it, angrily called to them to come before him, looking at them the while, as they ſay the <hi>Devil looks over Lincoln,</hi> as if he would devour them: For the Truth is, the <hi>Devil</hi> (however ſometimes they juggle together for their own ends) loves <hi>Prieſts</hi> and <hi>holy Water</hi> both alike <hi>(i.e.)</hi> he cares not a <hi>Fart</hi> for either of them; as appears by the ſequel; for after they were forc'd to come before him, <hi>Father Vanga</hi> began in an elegant diſcourſe (as he was one indeed with a good ſtock of Elo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quence) to ſet forth the priviledges of <hi>P<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ieſthood,</hi> and that as they were <hi>Spiri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tual Perſons,</hi> they ought to be tryed by
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none but the <hi>Spiritualty,</hi> and therefore they appealed to his <hi>Viccarſhip:</hi> Why, What the <hi>Devil</hi> do you make of me (ſayes <hi>Rhadamanthus</hi>) an <hi>Aſs,</hi> or an <hi>Hobby-horſe?</hi> I will maintain it, I am more <hi>Spiritual</hi> than you, or your <hi>Vic<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>car</hi> himſelf; And where, I wonder, lyes this precious <hi>Spirituality</hi> of yours? in the <hi>Metaphyſical</hi> imbraces of your Beloved <hi>Courtezans</hi> in the <hi>Seraphique</hi> pleaſures of delicious drinking and feeding, or in the refined morals of bloody and villa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nous practices, ſuch as makes <hi>Hell</hi> it ſelf to bluſh at you for out-doing them in wickedneſs: Well, you ſee what your <hi>Spiritual</hi> practices have brought you to; but indeed, had you been as truly <hi>Spiritual</hi> as I am, you had ſaved your ſelves a <hi>Martyrdom,</hi> and cheated the Hangman of your <hi>Quarters;</hi> but I will not be trifled with Gentlemen, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore come to the buſineſs, and tell me plainly for what you came hither.</p>
               <p>They ſeeing there was no trifling with this <hi>Angry Devil,</hi> did then ſeverally give accounts to him of their practices and <hi>Sufferings;</hi> which Practices, though in ſome particulars they differ'd, yet in the main were complicated toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther,
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as being joynt <hi>Aſſociates,</hi> that had the management and direction of the <hi>in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feriour</hi> Undertakers. <hi>Blancpaine</hi> con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſed (or rather boaſted) that (as he was <hi>Provincial</hi>) it was by his Authority and Order, that their grand <hi>Conſult</hi> was hol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den at the <hi>Blanc-cheval,</hi> where they joyntly ſubſcribed an <hi>Inſtrument</hi> of a <hi>Reſolve</hi> to take away the life of the <hi>King: Courthar</hi> alledged, that he was the man that gave 80 Guinies to the <hi>Ruffians</hi> that were to <hi>Aſſaſsinate</hi> the <hi>King,</hi> beſides one Guiny to the Meſſenger that carried them to drink the <hi>Secreta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry</hi>'s health with? And that he did alſo give 2000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> to the <hi>Phyſician</hi> that was to poiſon the <hi>King; Vanga</hi> inſiſted up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on his great Zeal, in ſtirring up, and incou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>raging <hi>Villains</hi> to proſecute the <hi>King</hi>'s <hi>Murther;</hi> and as ſoon as the Deed was done, to charge it (as they have endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured all along in other their practices to do) upon the <hi>Chriſtian Diſſenters.</hi> The other two acknowledged they were all a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>long aſſiſting and contriving with the reſt for the carrying on of the <hi>Deſign</hi> to <hi>Murther</hi> the <hi>King;</hi> that for theſe and the like practices they had been appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hended and tryed; and the truth of the
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aforeſaid facts being particular, and proved againſt them by ſeveral <hi>Witneſſes,</hi> they were therefore condemned and executed as <hi>Traytors;</hi> yet that at their Deaths they all ſtoutly denyed the Facts, that the Cauſe might not ſuffer by their doing otherwiſe; for which act of courage at laſt they hoped they ſhould be rewarded accordingly.</p>
               <p>And that you ſhall, I aſſure you, quoth <hi>Rhadamanthus,</hi> ho, ho, ho, you are pure <hi>Spiritual Villains</hi> a-faith, to think, becauſe you can cheat the world with your lyes and <hi>Equivocations,</hi> that you can cheat the <hi>Almighty,</hi> who is <hi>Truth</hi> it ſelf; or dare to provoke his angry Ven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>geance with a dying Falſhood; or did you think your <hi>Cheating Viccars Diſpen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſations</hi> could reach to the other <hi>World?</hi> or that <hi>Heaven</hi> would renew them? <hi>Poor Souls!</hi> how miſerably are you cheated! I have no more to ſay to you, but to pronounce your Sentence, that you be carryed from hence to the place where all <hi>Lyers</hi> and <hi>Murtherers</hi> have their portion. And ſo farewel.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>And now ye <hi>Petropolitans behold,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>You that on <hi>Earth</hi> for <hi>Empire</hi> act and <hi>Gold,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="202" facs="tcp:95381:111"/>What your <hi>Rewards</hi> will be,</l>
                  <l>On <hi>Earth</hi> the <hi>Fatal Tree,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Hereafter, <hi>horrour, pain,</hi> and <hi>miſery.</hi>
                  </l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div n="8" type="chapter">
               <head>CHAP. VIII.</head>
               <argument>
                  <p>The <hi>Author</hi> leaves <hi>Strombolo.</hi> The Deſigns of the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> to caſt the <hi>Plot</hi> upon the <hi>Diſſenters.</hi> The Author in the diſguiſe of a <hi>Petropolitan</hi> ſcouting abroad, meets with <hi>Phileroy,</hi> is like (by miſtake) to be ſeized by him. <hi>Phileroy</hi> taking him to his Lodging, gives him an account of ſeveral Plots laid againſt him, and the ſucceſs of them. <hi>Phileroy</hi> relates the Practices of an <hi>Advocate</hi> againſt Captain <hi>Lobed,</hi> to corrupt his Evidence, who diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covers the Deſign, and brings the <hi>Advo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cate</hi> to condign puniſhment for it. The Death of Captain <hi>Lobed,</hi> and his Confir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mation then of the truth of his former Evi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dences. A Narrative of <hi>Daravers</hi> ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferings, and his four years Impriſonment in the Royal <hi>Tower,</hi> releaſed thence by means of the Grand <hi>Senate.</hi> The coming in of <hi>Fitz Janny</hi> a Diſcoverer. The
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Tryals and Temptations he met with from his <hi>Relations,</hi> by reaſon thereof, with ſome other paſſages relating to that ſtory.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>THus was the <hi>Exeunt</hi> of the poor de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luded <hi>Petropolitan Martyrs,</hi> whoſe <hi>Deluſions,</hi> had they not been wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful, might have been the more eaſily ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſed; but, <hi>Si vult populus decipi, decipiatur.</hi> They made pitiful rueful faces at their carrying off, and <hi>Vanga</hi> nodding his head at the <hi>Old Fox,</hi> the <hi>Orand Viccar</hi> told him, that as they had been his <hi>Friends</hi> upon Earth, he hoped this would be no long parting, but that they ſhould ſhortly have his company with them; to which his <hi>Viccarſhip</hi> replyed, <hi>That he did not deſire it,</hi> and ſo they parted indeed for this time, but for how long I know not<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> I perceived the <hi>Viccar</hi> was ſtrangely mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved at the affronts <hi>Rhadamant</hi> is gave him, and that his pretended Power and Authority ſhould be ſo much contemned by him in the preſence of his <hi>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>aſſals;</hi> but not knowing which way to help him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, he was forced to endure it. The <hi>Court</hi> ſtaid ſome conſiderable time after, expect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing others to be brought in; but none ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearing, <hi>Rhadamanthus</hi> calling his Offi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cers
<pb n="204" facs="tcp:95381:112"/>
to attend him, adjourned the <hi>Court,</hi> and drew off, giving the <hi>Great Biſhop,</hi> as he paſſed by him, a ſlight <hi>Salute,</hi> telling him, that he hoped he would ſhort<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly come and give his friends a <hi>Viſit</hi> in his <hi>Territories,</hi> to which the other made no anſwer; but wiſhing his <hi>Devilſhip</hi> good night, drew off alſo with his com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany, and departed: Whereupon my <hi>Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions</hi> in this place being likewiſe finiſhed, my Airy <hi>Genius,</hi> which was always ſo much a friend to me in theſe <hi>Diſcoveries,</hi> as to tranſport me when, and whither I pleaſed, did in the tenth part of a moment (ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to the flight of <hi>Spirits</hi>) bring me ſafe again to my own habitation at <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> where, methoughts, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſing abodt the Town at the <hi>Exchange Coffee-houſes,</hi> and other places of <hi>In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>telligence,</hi> out of <hi>Curioſity</hi> to hear how matters had paſſed in my abſence concern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the preſent <hi>Plot,</hi> I found by all re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ports, beſides Printed Papers, that my laſt <hi>Diſcoveries</hi> at <hi>Strombolo</hi> were real matters of <hi>Fact,</hi> and true in all their <hi>Cir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cumſtances.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>But for my better Information, till ſuch time as I could meet with my old friend <hi>Phileroy,</hi> who was my beſt Oracle in
<pb n="205" facs="tcp:95381:112"/>
this affair, I fancied a <hi>Deſign</hi> to walk ſometimes in the dusk of the Evening <hi>in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cognito,</hi> under the diſguiſe of a <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litan,</hi> with a <hi>Roſary</hi> of Beads and Cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cifix at my Girdle (the ſame that <hi>Phile<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roy</hi> had beſtowed upon me at <hi>Strom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bolo</hi>) to ſuch places as I knew the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politans</hi> uſed to meet at, where, under this diſguiſe, I got free admittance into their companies, and underſtood their <hi>Deſigns;</hi> which notwithſtanding the late <hi>Diſcovery</hi> and Execution of the aforeſaid <hi>Traytors,</hi> I perceived they ſtill carryed on as vigorouſly as ever, only they were fain now to alter their <hi>Scenes,</hi> and to act in <hi>Maſquerade</hi> (hiding their <hi>Cloven Feet</hi>) and pretending themſelves to be <hi>Albonian Chriſtians;</hi> when if their Deſigns ſhould chance to be diſcovered, they were to charge it upon the <hi>Diſſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters,</hi> it being now their chief Endeavour by <hi>Libelling</hi> in Print, by the means of ſome <hi>Bookſellers Fitz Tom Ekoot,</hi> and others (whom they had procured to ſerve them) to take off the Plot (which was now ſo much noiſed through the <hi>World</hi>) from themſelves, and to charge it upon the <hi>Diſſenters,</hi> as their ſole and proper Deſign and Practice.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="206" facs="tcp:95381:113"/>One Night, as I was in my <hi>Fancy</hi> walking towards one of their <hi>haunts</hi> with my <hi>Beads</hi> and <hi>Crucifix</hi> dangling about me, as I uſed to appear at ſuch times, methoughts I met my old Friend <hi>Phileroy,</hi> attended with his <hi>Royal Guard</hi> about him, who, I ſuppoſe, was at his old Trade of <hi>Prieſt-hunting,</hi> ſo that I was unwilling at this time to be ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken notice of by him<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>, and therefore would have avoided him by croſſing the way; but he (by that little light that ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared) perceiving the <hi>Trinkets</hi> at my Girdle, bobbing out at the waving of my <hi>upper Coat,</hi> preſently took me for a <hi>Petropolitan,</hi> and thereupon ſtopped my farther motion, by laying hold on my Arm, and ſaying, Sir, you are my <hi>Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoner.</hi> I was troubled at the <hi>Surpriſe,</hi> not that I feared <hi>Phileroy,</hi> but becauſe of his Company, that upon theſe words began to draw about me, and whoſe pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence, had I been really ſuch a one as I was taken for, I ſhould have feared more than all the <hi>Devils</hi> in <hi>Strombolo.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>But <hi>Phileroy</hi> was as much ſurpriſed as I, when looking nearer in my face, he perceived who I was; wherefore upon the ſudden, to make the beſt of the matter,
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he gave me an Embrace, putting one hand under my Coat, with which he privately ſnatched off my <hi>Petropolitan baubles</hi> and put them in my <hi>Pocket;</hi> and then turning him to his <hi>Guard,</hi> he told them I was indeed, and muſt be his <hi>Priſoner</hi> for that night, but neither for <hi>Felony</hi> nor <hi>Treaſon,</hi> but upon the account of <hi>Friendſhip,</hi> I being an old <hi>Friend</hi> of his and a good <hi>Chriſtian;</hi> to which they re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plied, <hi>God bleſs me;</hi> that if I was a <hi>Friend</hi> of his, they were ſure I was no <hi>Cnemy</hi> to the <hi>King</hi> or State, and had no more to ſay to me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Phileroy</hi> had finiſhed his Expeditions for this day, and was now returning to his Lodgings in the <hi>Royal Pallace,</hi> where for that night he would needs have me to bear him company, which I did pretty willingly aſſent to, that I might after a long abſence recruit my ſelf from him, of ſome farther particulars relating to the preſent <hi>Plot.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>As we walked along, <hi>Phileroy</hi> whiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pering me in the Ear, asked me for what purpoſe I wore my Roſarie ſo openly, and whether I was in <hi>Ieſt</hi> or <hi>Earneſt.</hi> I told him I was no <hi>Heraclitus,</hi> neither in <hi>Ieſt</hi> nor <hi>Earneſt,</hi> but betwixt both, of which I
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would acquaint him farther at a more con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venient opportunity.</p>
               <p>Being arrived with him at his <hi>Lodg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ings</hi> in the <hi>Pallace,</hi> and his Guards diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſed, he and I ſate down ſeriouſly over a Bottle of Wine that he had ready, to diſcourſe of the paſſages that had happen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in this now overgrown <hi>Plot</hi> ſince our laſt meeting: And firſt at his requeſt I gave him an Account of my late dream<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing <hi>Voyage</hi> into <hi>Strombolo,</hi> and the paſſages I obſerved there in the <hi>Tryals,</hi> before <hi>Rhadamanthus,</hi> of the <hi>Alboni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>an Traytors,</hi> that I underſtood by them were here lately executed; as alſo the ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counts they gave in of the particular facts for which they ſuffered, asking <hi>Phileroy,</hi> he being (I perceived by them) the prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipal Witneſs that was uſed againſt them, whether their <hi>Informations</hi> were true as to the <hi>principal</hi> heads they delivered of the cauſes of their ſufferings; and he in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed me they were; but wondring withal what kind of <hi>Enthuſiaſtick Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit</hi> or <hi>Genius</hi> I was poſſeſſed with, that ſhould inform me ſo truly of things in <hi>Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion,</hi> which were really acted, and the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent Subject of all mens diſcourſes.</p>
               <p>I was, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> (raiſed by provi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence
<pb n="209" facs="tcp:95381:114"/>
to this grateful, though hazardous office) the principal Witneſs made uſe of againſt them, which hitherto I have ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>naged with that ſucceſs as has cleared the Truth, confounded their Deſigns, and brought them to exemplary puniſhment.</p>
               <p>Yet have I not managed this <hi>Province</hi> without apparent dangers and difficulties, by means of the revengeful <hi>Petropolitans</hi> Deſigns againſt me, interweaving their <hi>grand Plot</hi> againſt the <hi>State</hi> with others againſt me, (as their moſt offenſive Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my) to invalidate my credit, by raiſing ſuch malicious <hi>Slanders</hi> upon me, as ſhould render me a perſon not fit to be be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved or truſted.</p>
               <p>To this End they had tampered with a <hi>Prieſt,</hi> being then a <hi>Priſoner</hi> in one of our <hi>Town Gaols,</hi> and acquainted with the <hi>Petropolitan Lords,</hi> to endeavour to corrupt (with promiſes of large Summs of Mony) ſome particular perſons, named by them, to ſwear againſt me and Capt. <hi>Loved,</hi> ſuch things as ſhould be dictated to them, which were in effect to oppoſe our <hi>Evidence,</hi> to <hi>ſcandalize</hi> us with odi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous Crimes, and to charge the <hi>Plot</hi> on the diſſenting <hi>Chriſtians,</hi> as if they were the principal <hi>Authors</hi> and <hi>Contrivers</hi> of
<pb n="210" facs="tcp:95381:115"/>
it. The Name of this <hi>Prieſt</hi> was <hi>Vile-Netter</hi> a <hi>Boglander,</hi> who was influ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>enced and directed in this project by ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther of the Fraternity, who lay committed in the ſame <hi>Gaol</hi> by a ſtrange Name that he had aſſumed for his Concealment; but was indeed <hi>Dominieo,</hi> one that has been ſince diſcovered to have had an hand in the Murther of Sir <hi>Edmond.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Perſons they would have corrupt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed were two <hi>Gentlemen</hi> of good Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pute, the one an <hi>Alderman,</hi> and the other a <hi>Captain</hi> in <hi>Bogland,</hi> who having ſome former acquaintance with this <hi>Vile-net<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter,</hi> when living there, and hearing now ſince their being here, of his Impriſon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, went ſometimes out of civility to ſee him; to whom the crafty <hi>Prieſt,</hi> imagining their occaſions for Money, by reaſon of their Expence about their buſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, might make them greedy of the bait, did at times break his mind of the buſineſs to them ſeverally and apart, that one might not know of the others being concerned, under promiſes of great Sums of Money, if they did effectually proceed in the Deſign.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Cant.</hi> (an honeſt Gentleman and a <hi>Chriſtian</hi>) abhorred the Deſign, and ſcorn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed
<pb n="211" facs="tcp:95381:115"/>
their Rewards; yet that he might get a farther Inſight into their Deſigns, he ſeemed to adhere, and proceeded ſo far, that he learned from whoſe hands he was to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive his Reward, and a promiſe of a Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per to be drawn up, containing the parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culars of the things he was to ſwear to, ſaying, <hi>[That if they could but turn off this Plot, there was no fear of effect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing their buſineſs.]</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The honeſt <hi>Capt.</hi> from time to time made his Diſcoveries of theſe Paſſages to one of the <hi>Royal Secretaries,</hi> yet hold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing in ſtill with them, till he ſhould come to find out the bottom of the <hi>Deſign.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>In the mean while we came to get a Diſcovery of <hi>Dominico,</hi> by a ſtrange ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cident; for having wrote a Note to one of the Fraternity to come to him, and got the <hi>Alderman</hi> to deliver it, he had ſo far forgot himſelf, as to leave out his feigned name, and to ſubſcribe his true, and withal to ſend it open; by which means it became preſently known, that he was the perſon concerned in Sir <hi>Edmond</hi>'s Murther: whereupon <hi>Capt. Lobed</hi> and I, taking with us a worthy Magiſtrate that ſucceeded Sir <hi>Edmond,</hi> as well in place, as Loyal and Hearty Endeavours in proſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuting
<pb n="212" facs="tcp:95381:116"/>
the <hi>Plotters,</hi> went to the Priſon to take an Examination of the buſineſs. But the crafty old Fox <hi>Dominico</hi> finding himſelf likely to be <hi>nooſed,</hi> had <hi>gnaw<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed</hi> the Snare in two that held him, and got looſe: For having procured two fellows for 10 <abbr>
                     <hi>s.</hi>
                  </abbr> a piece to become bail for him, he thereby having got himſelf at large, took his Flight, and is not ſince to be heard of.</p>
               <p>The Information of theſe paſſages upon promiſe of Pardon, we got from <hi>Vile-Netter,</hi> but hereby it happened, we pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vented a farther Diſcovery, which the <hi>Boglandian</hi> Captain would have made in the buſineſs; but <hi>Vile-Netter</hi> ſuſpect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing that he had diſcovered the Deſign to us, would now treat with him no farther.</p>
               <p>Another Deſign yet more deviliſh than this hath been ſince laid againſt me, by the means of one <hi>Knoxius,</hi> a Retainer to the <hi>Grand Taſhier,</hi> who, at the inſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gation of the ſaid <hi>Caſhier,</hi> and other <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan Lords,</hi> on purpoſe to hinder my Evidence againſt them, had corrupted two perſons that had been my ſervants, <hi>Bornos</hi> and <hi>Elan,</hi> by feigned Letters and Papers contrived to their hands, to defame me in the moſt horrid manner
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imaginable, charging me with vile words, that I ſhould uſe againſt the <hi>King</hi> him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, and ſeveral of his <hi>Nobility;</hi> as alſo that I ſhould contrive with <hi>Capt. Lobed</hi> upon a way of ſwearing falſly againſt the <hi>Grand Caſheir;</hi> and to compleat their malice, that I ſhould attempt to commit (that not to be named ſin) ſin of <hi>Sodomy,</hi> with one of the <hi>Villains,</hi> who was ſo far <hi>Reprobate</hi> in his wickedneſs, as to ſwear it againſt me before a <hi>Magiſtrate.</hi> Theſe were the batteries laid againſt me, yet I thank God my own Innocence was a ſuffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cient <hi>Sconce</hi> to me againſt them all,
<q>
                     <l>— Murus hic aheneus Eſto,</l>
                     <l>Nil conſcire ſibi—<hi>Horat.</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>—<hi>The beſt Defence</hi>
                     </l>
                  </q>
'Gainſt Slander, is a man's own Innocence.</p>
               <p>This <hi>Deſign</hi> I was well aſſured, was incouraged by the <hi>Grand Caſheir</hi> him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, who upon the hopes of its ſucceeding, after having ſome time abſconded himſelf, did now venture to ſurrender himſelf up to the hands of the <hi>Senate;</hi> and the ſame day this Servant <hi>Knoxius</hi> made his Inſtruments again to ſwear to ſtand to their Information.</p>
               <p>Having now fully underſtood their Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trivance
<pb n="214" facs="tcp:95381:117"/>
againſt me, I made my Complaint thereof to the <hi>Royal Council,</hi> who ſending for the Conſpirators, and taking their Informations; <hi>Bornos</hi> and <hi>Elan</hi> freely confeſſed that they had been ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>orned by <hi>Knoxius,</hi> who in the <hi>Grand Caſhier</hi>'s Name, promiſed them great Rewards to ſwear againſt me and <hi>Captain Lobed;</hi> dropping a Guinney to them in Earneſt, and maintaining them with Meat, Drink, and Lodging for their Service; that to oblige them the more, he had given them the <hi>Oaths of Secrecy,</hi> and ſwore, they ſhould be killed if they offer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to diſcover. But now they freely con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſed the falſity of thoſe things they were to ſwear againſt me, and gave ſufficient proof of my <hi>Innocency,</hi> and how I had car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried my ſelf while they were my Servants.</p>
               <p>Yet they being for ſome time retained in Priſon upon this matter, were after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards tampered with again by ſome new Agents of the <hi>Petropolitan Lords</hi> to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vive their Evidence upon review and alte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rations made in the former Papers; to ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lige them to which curſed <hi>Apoſtaſie,</hi> they firſt made means to diſcharge them of their Impriſonment, and then taking them into their own keepings, entertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments
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and Rewards ſo far prevailed, as to repeat their former <hi>Deſigns</hi> againſt me; which having tinker'd over their faces with a new <hi>Stock</hi> of <hi>B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ſs,</hi> they (not<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>withſtanding their former <hi>Confe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>sions</hi> to the contrary) did now proceed to do, and did exhibite a Bill of <hi>S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y</hi> againſt me to the <hi>Grand Iury;</hi> but they being ſenſible of their <hi>Deſigns</hi> againſt me, and withal perceiving the ſlightneſs of their Evidence, and the <hi>in<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>y</hi> of the <hi>Wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſes</hi> themſelves, refuſed to admit their Indictment, but threw it out with De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſtation of ſuch an horrid practice.</p>
               <p>They having thus foiled themſelves in their Undertaking, I thought it time as well for the better <hi>clearing</hi> of my own <hi>Innocency,</hi> as to puniſh ſuch unheard of <hi>Villanies,</hi> to proceed againſt the <hi>Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thors</hi> of them by due courſe of <hi>Law;</hi> wherefore having brought in a Bill of <hi>Conſpiracy</hi> againſt <hi>
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>noxius</hi> and <hi>Elan, (Born<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s</hi> being fled) I had a Trial in the <hi>ſupream Couer of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>uſtice,</hi> called the <hi>King</hi>'s <hi>Court,</hi> where, in the preſence of many Noble Peers and perſons of ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour, that were deſirous to hear my <hi>Tryal,</hi> I cleared my own Innocency, and by full proofs detected their practices to
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their Shame and Confuſion, who were af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terwards puniſhed according to their De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerts.</p>
               <p>As <hi>God</hi> had hitherto raiſed Witneſſes (many beſides my ſelf) by their ſeveral <hi>Diſcoveries</hi> to detect the <hi>Policies</hi> and <hi>Deſigns</hi> of theſe curſed <hi>Plotters,</hi> ſo the <hi>Devil</hi> hath (as a Countermine) raiſed not a few perſons of corrupt and villanous principles, by various &amp; ſubtle waies of ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nagement, to endeavour the baffling of our Evidence, and to render it ineffectual, either by ſlandering us with ſuch horrid Crimes as ſhould take away the Credit both of our Perſons and Teſtimony (as they did to me in the caſe before-mentioned) or elſe by <hi>Bribes</hi> and <hi>Promiſes</hi> of <hi>Rewards</hi> to endeavour to corrupt them, as in the caſe I ſhall now tell you concerning my worthy friend <hi>Captain Lobed,</hi> whoſe Evidence (having himſelf been ſo long acquainted with their practices) they feared (next to mine) above any mans living: And there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore as it related to ſome <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tan Lords,</hi> and others, whoſe Preſerva<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion they more particularly eſteemed, they endeavoured to cauſe him either to abate the <hi>rigour</hi> of it againſt ſuch Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons,
<pb n="217" facs="tcp:95381:118"/>
or to ſay nothing to the purpoſe, when he ſhould be called as a <hi>Witneſs</hi> againſt them.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Inſtrument</hi> they imployed in this Affair was an <hi>Advocate</hi> at <hi>Law,</hi> a great Friend to their <hi>Party,</hi> and one that did buſineſs for many of them, and amongſt the reſt, ſome of the <hi>Petropolitan Lords;</hi> on whoſe behalf, and by them, he was engaged thus to tamper with Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ptain <hi>Lobed,</hi> with free expreſſions of en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>couragement for the preſent, and large promiſes of future Rewards, if he ſhould herein effectually ſerve them.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Lobed</hi> intending to out-craft them, if poſſible, did ſeem for ſome time to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply with the <hi>Advocate</hi> in the deſign; and as a proof of his compliance, did omit ſome things in his Evidence againſt <hi>Blancpain</hi> and <hi>Wickfen</hi> at their Trials, thinking ſuch an omiſſion not to be of ſo great conſequence, as the loſs of an opportuni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty in making a further Diſcovery of this Deſign would be: upon which account having ſetled a belief of his fidelity in the <hi>Advocate,</hi> he was now the more preſſed to the like faithfulneſs to them in the greater Service. And for his encourage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, beſides ſeveral ſums of money
<pb n="218" facs="tcp:95381:119"/>
which the ſaid <hi>Advocate</hi> paid him be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forehand, he promiſed at ſuch a time to come to <hi>Captain Lobeds</hi> Lodgings, and bring with him the final Anſwer of the <hi>Petropolitan Lords</hi> what rewards they would give him for his Service. But <hi>Lobed,</hi> cautiouſly to prevent any Traps that might be laid for him, did before the time, acquaint ſome of the <hi>Albonian Nobles, <hi>(viz.)</hi>
                  </hi> the <hi>Noble Prince</hi> of the <hi>Rhine,</hi> and other <hi>Chriſtian Lords,</hi> of the Deſign on foot, and procu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red a Friend of his (at the time appointed) to plant himſelf behind the Hangings, and making a <hi>hollow</hi> place in his Bed, laid his Man there <hi>covered</hi> over ſmooth with a <hi>Rug,</hi> that they might over-hear what paſſed, and not be deſcried. At the hour appointed the <hi>Advocate</hi> came, and ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted him in the hearing of the afore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſaid Witneſſes, that the <hi>Petropolitan Lords</hi> had ordered him to draw <hi>Blanck Deeds,</hi> both for ſums of Money and Eſtates, which they would ſettle on him, and that one of them was felling Timber to raiſe money for him.</p>
               <q>
                  <pb n="219" facs="tcp:95381:119"/>
                  <l>So <hi>ſweet</hi> is <hi>Life,</hi> ſo <hi>impudent</hi> is <hi>Vice,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>That to preſerve their <hi>Breath</hi> ther's no device</l>
                  <l>So baſe but they'l attempt it; and they'l <hi>Fee</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Their whole <hi>Eſtates</hi> to ſet their Perſons Free.</l>
               </q>
               <p>A little after this; the ſaid <hi>Advocate</hi> and <hi>Captain Lobed,</hi> drew up in a Paper the ſubſtance of what matters the <hi>Cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain</hi> had to charge againſt the <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litan Lords,</hi> which being carried to them, for their peruſal, and after they had pulled out all the ſtings of it, that might hurt them, and made it as harm<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs as they could for their purpoſe; re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turned it back again ſo much as was left undefaced in his own hand writing.</p>
               <p>The buſineſs being now ripe for a Diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very <hi>Captain Lobed</hi> acquaints the <hi>Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cret Committee</hi> appointed by the <hi>Grand Senate</hi> to examine ſuch matters, with the Proceedings of it: who finding it a matter of great weight and conſequence, acquaint the whole <hi>Senate,</hi> therewith leaving it to their <hi>Wiſdoms</hi> to conſider what farther ſhould be done about it.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Senate</hi> by their Addreſs, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaint
<pb n="220" facs="tcp:95381:120"/>
the <hi>King</hi> with the buſineſs, and pray his <hi>Commiſſion</hi> to call a <hi>Court of Iuſtice</hi> for the Trial of the <hi>Advocate;</hi> which the <hi>King</hi> graciouſly grants. And at his <hi>Trial</hi> the aforeſaid practices were fully proved againſt him by <hi>Captain Lobed,</hi> and thoſe other <hi>ambuſcade</hi> Wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſes that I before mentioned. Upon conviction of which, the <hi>Iudge</hi> ſharply reflecting upon him as an <hi>Advocate</hi> to diſhonour his <hi>Profeſſion</hi> with ſuch baſe and illegal practices, did for his puniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment award this Sentence <hi>[(viz.) <hi>That he ſhould be Fined</hi>
                  </hi> 1000 <hi>
                     <abbr>l.</abbr> be impri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoned for one Year, and ſtand one hour in the Pillory in the Yard of the Pal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lace before the High Courts of Iuſtice]</hi> which laſt part of the Sentence was pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently after executed upon him in the preſence of thouſands of <hi>People,</hi> who were not any of them ſo commiſerate of his Sufferings, as to pity him, but on the contrary, were ſo enraged, that had it not been for a ſtrong Guard placed about him to keep them off, he had certainly periſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by their fury.</p>
               <q>
                  <pb n="221" facs="tcp:95381:120"/>
                  <l>—No <hi>better</hi> fare all thoſe</l>
                  <l>That once declare themſelves the <hi>Peoples Foes</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>The <hi>Law</hi> keeps Bounds, but the <hi>unbounded Crue,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Think what they <hi>can</hi> inflict on ſuch is due.</l>
               </q>
               <p>The latter part of his <hi>Sentence,</hi> as to Fine and Impriſonment, after he had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinued ſome little time indurance, was by I know not what ſiniſter means remitted, and he freed.</p>
               <p>Here I may not omit to acquaint you with another Deſign of theirs againſt Captain <hi>Lobed,</hi> acted by the <hi>Grand Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhier</hi> himſelf, with whom the <hi>Captain</hi> having ſome buſineſs about getting in of moneys which he was to receive out of his Office; the <hi>Caſhier</hi> knowing who he was, began to ſift or rather to <hi>trappan</hi> him with queſtions, as, Whether he was not hired by ſome <hi>Chriſtian Lords</hi> to give evidence againſt the <hi>Petropolitans?</hi> Which he denying, as well he might, the other then began to trie him another way, by <hi>promiſes</hi> of great <hi>Preferments</hi> and Rewards, to corrupt him to fail in his Evidence. But this neither being taken,
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at laſt he proceeds (the <hi>Devils</hi> uſual method) to Menaces; threatning, That if he would not ſerve them at home, a <hi>Veſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſel</hi> was ready, which ſhould tranſport him far enough from doing any ſervice againſt them. The effect of this threatning <hi>Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ptain Lobed</hi> ſoon after found (though not <hi>in ſpecie</hi>) the <hi>Grand Caſhier</hi> mali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciouſly miſrepreſenting him to the <hi>King,</hi> ſo that the <hi>Guards</hi> that were allowed him for his <hi>Protection,</hi> were now ſet o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver him as <hi>Spies:</hi> of which diſcourage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment <hi>Lobed</hi> gave an account to the <hi>King,</hi> who graciouſly took the ſame into conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration, and ordered a remedy.</p>
               <p>Many good Services (ſaid <hi>Phileroy</hi>) notwithſtanding all theſe diſcouragements, did this worthy Captain <hi>Lobed</hi> perform in the diſcovery of this Plot, and would have done more, had not Death preven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted him, by cutting him off in the midſt of his days and of our hopes, in the Weſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> parts of <hi>Albonia,</hi> a thing which the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> at firſt rejoiced at, but with little reaſon, as afterwards ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared, when they underſtood, that by his <hi>dying</hi> atteſtations (of a thouſand times more credit than any of their treaſonable Martyrs) he did before an eminent Judge
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of <hi>Albonia</hi> and one of the <hi>Royal Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cil,</hi> upon <hi>Oath</hi> aſſert the truth of all that ever he depoſed againſt the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politans,</hi> in relation to the preſent <hi>Plot:</hi> and at the ſame time his <hi>loyal</hi> Spirits (then expiring) were paſſionately affected with the reſentments he had of the dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger he ſhould leave the <hi>King</hi> in, by the means of this curſed <hi>Conſpiracy;</hi> with hearty Prayers to God to protect him a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt it.</p>
               <p>But to proceed with my <hi>Narrative;</hi> There was one other of the <hi>Witneſſes</hi> or <hi>Diſcoverers,</hi> that came not off ſo happily with them as I and <hi>Captain Lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bed</hi> did; one <hi>Darever</hi> a <hi>Gentleman,</hi> by Birth a <hi>Scote-britain,</hi> who being in <hi>Franconia</hi> at the time when our Noble <hi>Cambrian Duke</hi> (the Flower of <hi>Chi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>valry</hi> at this day) commanded the <hi>Albo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nian</hi> Forces that were ſent over to aſſiſt that <hi>King</hi> in his Wars. The ſaid <hi>Dare<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver</hi> was imployed as <hi>Agent</hi> for the <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonian Militia</hi> at the <hi>Franconian Court:</hi> and at the ſame time getting an acquaintance with an <hi>Albonian Lady,</hi> a zealous <hi>Votary</hi> of the <hi>Petropolitan Religion,</hi> ſhe acquainted him with the preſent deſigns of introducing <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litaniſm</hi>
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into <hi>Albonia,</hi> and of making the great <hi>Albonian Duke</hi> King of that Country, upon taking off our preſent So<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vereign, whom God preſerve. And here<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>upon engaged him by his Intereſt to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>troduce one <hi>Peter,</hi> titular Arch <hi>Biſhop</hi> of <hi>L<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>dub</hi> in <hi>Bogland,</hi> to the <hi>Franco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nian</hi> King, which he did; <hi>Peter</hi> pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſenting him with a Letter and other Papers, had private conference with him, for half an hour. The ſubſtance of which, <hi>Peter</hi> afterwards told him, was to propoſe ways to the <hi>Franconian</hi> Prince to relieve the perſecuted (as he called them) <hi>Petropolitans</hi> in <hi>Albo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia,</hi> but more eſpecially in <hi>Bogland,</hi> by undertaking their Protection, furniſhing them with Arms, and ſecuring one of their principal Ports for his own uſe.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Darever</hi> being now acquainted with their treaſonable <hi>Deſigns,</hi> to which be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore he was a Stranger, diſcovered the ſame to an <hi>Albonian</hi> Knight then at the Court, for his aſſiſtance to communicate it to the <hi>King of Albonia;</hi> but he re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vealing the matter to a Brother of the <hi>titular Biſhops,</hi> a <hi>Petropolitan,</hi> and <hi>Colonel</hi> in the Army, and of <hi>Darevers</hi> intention to diſcover it at his return to
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                  <hi>Albonia;</hi> the <hi>Colonel</hi> and his Party hereupon threatned him, that if he ever attempted ſuch a thing, he ſhould be cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainly committed to the <hi>Great Tower</hi> at <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> or ſome other Priſon, by their Procurement.</p>
               <p>Notwithſtanding the Loyal Gentleman (though with much difficulty) eſcaping their revengeful hands, got ſafe into <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonia,</hi> where he intended to acquaint the <hi>Cambrian Duke,</hi> who is eſteemed a great Enemy to the <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> and was now likewiſe returned from <hi>Fran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conia</hi> with this Deſign, but before he could get an opportunity to ſpeak with him, the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> had made their intereſt at Court againſt him: whereupon being had up before one of the Royal <hi>Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cretaries,</hi> he was without any Examina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, or proof of any crime againſt him, ſent to the <hi>Great Tower,</hi> where af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter ſome Moneths ſtay, he was examined by the Lieutenant of that place, to whom he diſcovered what he intended to have ſaid to the <hi>Cambrian Duke</hi> concerning this Deſign. But this was ſo little ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>factory to the <hi>Lieutenant</hi> (how prepoſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſt, or how much a Friend to the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politans,</hi> I know not) that he charged
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                  <hi>Darever,</hi> himſelf with a Deſign againſt the ſaid <hi>Duke,</hi> and threatned to torture him if he did not confeſs it. This was, and is one Artifice of the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> by their powerful intereſts to gain ſo firm a poſſeſſion of credit in perſons, per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haps (otherwiſe unbyaſſed) as the defence of an Innocent perſon, whoſe Intereſt ſhall not bear weight with theirs, ſhall not be able to remove it.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Moſt mighty Slander</hi> (one ſaid well)</l>
                  <l>What is it thou canſt not do!</l>
                  <l>Canſt change the place of <hi>Heaven</hi> for <hi>Hell,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>And make a <hi>Friend</hi> a <hi>Foe:</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>A <hi>Foe</hi> to <hi>Treaſon</hi> make a <hi>Malefactor,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>And the <hi>Diſcoverer</hi> himſelf the <hi>Actor.</hi>
                  </l>
               </q>
               <p>Under this ſuſpicion yet unproved, of an <hi>Enemy</hi> to the State, and the ſame ſuſpition kept warm by the intereſt of his malicious <hi>Adverſaries,</hi> this poor <hi>Gen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tleman</hi> was continued a <hi>Priſoner</hi> in a dark and uncouth Dungeon within the Tower (a place aſſigned onely for the worſt of Malefactors) for the ſpace of four years; in which time (as it is Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manced of St. <hi>George</hi> in his ſeven years Impriſonment in the <hi>Perſian</hi> Court) he
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became ſo ſavage in his looks, overgrown with hair; and mean in apparel, that they that were acquainted with him before, could now hardly know him.</p>
               <p>But from theſe miſeries, he was at laſt releaſed by the happy Convention of the <hi>Albonian Senate.</hi> The two <hi>Grand Eſtates</hi> thereof, being both informed of their Proceedings againſt him, and his Sufferings, did take upon them the Exa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mination of the buſineſs, and being ſuffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciently made ſenſible of his innocency, and the wrongs done him, did obtain of his Majeſty a diſcharge for him: and he hath ſince his releaſement, been very inſtrumen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tal in making farther <hi>Diſcoveries</hi> of this preſent <hi>Plot.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>One more inſtance I ſhall give you (ſaid <hi>Phileroy</hi>) of another Witneſs, whom God raiſed to confirm the truth of this <hi>Plot,</hi> one <hi>Fitz-Ienny</hi> a <hi>Gentleman</hi> of good Extract and Quality; but himſelf and Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mily all <hi>Petropolitans.</hi> And though the Principles of that Religion, in which he had been educated from his Childhood, did ingage him to the Intereſt of that Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, yet he had ſo much reaſon and judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment yet left untainted in him, as to ſee into the horrid wickedneſs of rheir Practi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces,
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and ſo deſigned to leave them, and make a Diſcovery.</p>
               <p>But this was not to be done without the difficulty of loſing his <hi>Relations,</hi> who, as I ſaid, were all <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> (beſides what advantages, as to his Eſtate, he might expect by them) <hi>Bogland,</hi> one of the two Prieſts that were lately executed for conſpiring againſt the Life of the King, was his near <hi>Kinſman,</hi> and his <hi>Elder Brother,</hi> a perſon deeply con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerned in the preſent Plot, for which he was after put into the <hi>Den of Thieves,</hi> about the time that this <hi>Fitz-Ienny</hi> was about to make his Diſcovery. Whereup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> grounded this ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>licious report of him, that he had betray<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, and would proſecute his <hi>Brother</hi> meerly to get the <hi>Inheritance</hi> of the Eſtate from him, by incapacitating him to enjoy it. But the Vanity of this <hi>Slan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der</hi> he eaſily made out, by his generous declining all ſuch <hi>ſelfiſh</hi> advantages, in that he would not deliver in his <hi>Infor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mations,</hi> till ſuch time as he got a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſe, from the <hi>Lords</hi> of the <hi>Royal Council</hi> to obtain the <hi>Kings Pardon</hi> for his ſaid Brother.</p>
               <p>His Kinſman <hi>Bogland</hi> did, both at his
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                  <hi>Trial</hi> and at his <hi>Death,</hi> like (a true <hi>Petropolitan</hi>) deny a neceſſary circum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance in the Evidence againſt him, which was material to his Conviction, as name<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly that he was at <hi>Londinopolis</hi> upon <hi>ſuch</hi> a day acting in the <hi>Deſign,</hi> when at the <hi>ſame</hi> time he affirmed with ſolemn Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſtations that he was remote off in the Country. This Circumſtance for a time, the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> did much glory in. But this his <hi>Kinſman Fitz-Ienny</hi> know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the truth of the matter, being called upon to atteſt the ſame at the <hi>Trial</hi> of ſome other <hi>Prieſts</hi> afterwards, did ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſtly declare that he was with the ſaid <hi>Bogland</hi> at the ſame time mentioned in the Evidence, at <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> by which means the truth of that particular was cleared, and the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> defeated of their deſign.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>Thus ſee (you <hi>Cheats</hi>) what <hi>truth</hi> the <hi>dying words</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Of your <hi>pretended Martyrs</hi> now affords,</l>
                  <l>What <hi>credit</hi>'s to ſuch <hi>dying ſayings</hi> due,</l>
                  <l>That <hi>live</hi> and <hi>act</hi> ſo <hi>wickedly</hi> as you.</l>
               </q>
               <p>This was the firſt proof of the integrity of this worthy <hi>Confeſſor,</hi> after which he
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proceeded to diſcover ſeveral other of their Practices, both at home and abroad, as namely, that being at <hi>Petropolis,</hi> he heard the <hi>Ignatians</hi> affirm, as a <hi>Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>non</hi> of their Religion, that the <hi>Grand Viccar</hi> had Power to depoſe <hi>Kings;</hi> and that <hi>Princes</hi> being by him once excom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>municate (which in their ſenſe is not only to <hi>Vn-chriſtian</hi> them, but to <hi>Vn-king</hi> them) it is not only a thing <hi>lawful,</hi> but <hi>meritorious</hi> for their <hi>Subjects</hi> to <hi>kill</hi> them.</p>
               <p>And by the way (ſaid <hi>Phileroy</hi>) this Doctrine of theirs (known to be allowed and approved by them in their moſt <hi>au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thentique</hi> writings) may ſerve to un-rid<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dle that myſterious <hi>Salvo,</hi> ſo <hi>formally</hi> uſed by them in their <hi>dying Speeches,</hi> and by which the <hi>over-credulous</hi> Vulgar are ſo eaſily amuſed into a perſuaſion of their Innocency <hi>viz. <hi>[That they are In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocent of any Deſign or Endeavour to kill the King.]</hi>
                  </hi> For according to this Doctrine, and in their <hi>Petropolitan</hi> ſenſe, Our <hi>King</hi> is no <hi>King,</hi> being deprived both of <hi>Name</hi> and <hi>Office</hi> by the <hi>Iudg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment</hi> of the <hi>Chair.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>But to return to our matter; this wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy <hi>Fitz-Ienny</hi> being more true to his
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                  <hi>Country</hi> and <hi>Conſcience,</hi> than regard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful of his deareſt Intereſts hath ſpared neither <hi>Friend</hi> nor <hi>Foe</hi> in theſe his Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>coveries: A <hi>Narrative</hi> of which he hath ſince publiſhed to the <hi>World,</hi> and therein <hi>informed</hi> us, how his <hi>Kinſman Bog<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>land</hi> offered to forgive him a Debt of 20 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> if he <hi>would be aſſiſting to them in ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king off the King;</hi> which he abſolutely refuſing, the other then preſſed him to acquaint him (if he knew of any) with ſome <hi>Boglanders, Petropolitans,</hi> that were fit for that <hi>(deviliſh)</hi> purpoſe; <hi>Fitz-Ienny</hi> then named three to him, beſides one <hi>Fitz-Will</hi> an <hi>Albonian,</hi> who were the four <hi>Ruffians</hi> (firſt approved by <hi>Bog<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>land</hi>) that were after imployed to <hi>kill</hi> the <hi>King</hi> at his <hi>Pallace</hi> in the Country; the names of whom particularly he men<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tioned in his Diſcovery, upon which the Royal Proclamation was afterwards iſſued out for their ſeizing.</p>
               <p>It was no ſmall temptation to this wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy <hi>Confeſſor,</hi> that during this while he was continually <hi>attacqued</hi> by the moſt <hi>paſsionate</hi> and <hi>importunate</hi> Letters of his neareſt <hi>Relations,</hi> urging him as a <hi>Rebel</hi> to his own <hi>Blood,</hi> with the <hi>ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſsity</hi> of bringing a certain ruine upon his
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whole <hi>family,</hi> if he went on in his pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceedings; but theſe powerful <hi>Suada's</hi> had ſo little <hi>Influence</hi> upon the <hi>Conſtancy</hi> of his mind, and <hi>prevailed</hi> no more to <hi>reduce</hi> him to his former (but now aban<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doned) <hi>Principles,</hi> (the thing they princi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pally aimed) than that they produced the quite contrary effects, both to confirm him in his Reſolutions; and the Conſideration thereof, together with the Conviction of the (now clearly detected) <hi>Villany</hi> of that <hi>Party</hi> whoſe profeſſion he had own<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, did ſo far prevail with his aged <hi>Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther,</hi> that (abjuring his own) he became a <hi>Proſelyte</hi> to the <hi>Chriſtian Religion;</hi> and farther, to make the <hi>Triumphs</hi> of his <hi>Teſtimony</hi> and the truth more illuſtrious, he gained another Convert out of his Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers Family, a Secular Prieſt, and Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainer to it in that Office, who, by this means, was taken from performing Ido<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>latrous Worſhip in a private Family, to the ſervice of (more than one <hi>Tribe</hi> in <hi>Iſrael</hi>) his <hi>King</hi> and <hi>Country.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This Perſon, by name <hi>Smithus,</hi> ſince his Converſion, hath gratified the World (as an Evidence of his ſincerity) with ſome excellent Treatiſes of his own penning, e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vincing the <hi>inconſiſtency</hi> of <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tan
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Principles,</hi> with the <hi>Peace</hi> and <hi>Security</hi> of <hi>States</hi> and <hi>Kingdoms;</hi> a thing, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> which if <hi>Chriſtian Princes</hi> were ſufficiently ſenſible of, they would no more ſuffer any of that <hi>vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perous brood</hi> to harbour within their <hi>Dominions,</hi> than they would known <hi>Traitors</hi> and <hi>Murtherers</hi> to dwell with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in their <hi>Pallaces:</hi> Beſides, having in thoſe <hi>Treatiſes</hi> expoſed their Villanies in this preſent Deſign, (according to thoſe Principles) he hath juſtified the Honour and Juſtice of the <hi>Albonian Tribunals,</hi> in their procedures againſt the <hi>Plotters,</hi> and alſo <hi>vindicated</hi> the <hi>Teſtimony</hi> of <hi>Fitz-Ienny,</hi> particularly by manifeſt <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monſtration</hi> of paſſages relating to it, whereof he himſelf had been an ocular Witneſs.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>And now you <hi>Petropolitans</hi> dare you vie</l>
                  <l>The Glories of a curſed <hi>Obſtinacy,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>In dying Traitors to the <hi>Conſtancy</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Of this <hi>brave Man,</hi> that for his Countries good</l>
                  <l>Trampl'd on all the Ties of Fleſh and Blood,</l>
                  <l>And brav'd your Malice with a well fixt Zeal,</l>
                  <l>What you <hi>durſt act,</hi> he <hi>dared</hi> to <hi>reveal;</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="234" facs="tcp:95381:127"/>And whiles <hi>your</hi> traiterous Breaths with lyes expire,</l>
                  <l>His <hi>Breaſts</hi> inflamed with the ſacred Fire</l>
                  <l>Of Truth, ſuch <hi>Truths</hi> as the Preſervatives</l>
                  <l>Of our <hi>Religion, Properties</hi> and <hi>Lives</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Againſt your <hi>Treaſons,</hi> in the <hi>Rolls</hi> of <hi>Fame</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Shall be recorded to <hi>your</hi> laſting <hi>Shame;</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>And <hi>Spight</hi> of all your damned <hi>Treachery</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Juſtice</hi> and <hi>Truth</hi> ſhall gain the <hi>Victory.</hi>
                  </l>
               </q>
               <p>And thus, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> (having end<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed his poetical Rapture) I have given you, my dear <hi>Philopatris,</hi> a <hi>ſummary Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count</hi> of thoſe Witneſſes, that it pleaſed God, in his gracious Providence, to raiſe for the farther Diſcovery, and better Confirmation of this curſed <hi>Plot,</hi> and next to the <hi>Divine Favour</hi> that honour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed me ſo far, as to make me the firſt <hi>Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>coverer</hi> of it. I am obliged to that good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of <hi>God,</hi> that has raiſed ſo many to bear their Teſtimony with me, that I have no reaſon to complain with <hi>Elijah, That I only am left:</hi> God has yet re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved many and many ways for the car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rying on of this <hi>great work</hi> of his <hi>Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vidence,</hi> to the Confuſion (as we hope) of <hi>his</hi> and his <hi>Churches</hi> Enemies; al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though you may perceive by theſe laſt
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Narratives, that they have not been want<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, by all the treacherous ways they could think of, both to defeat our Evi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, and to ruine our perſons, if it lay in their Power; ſo that one Witneſs ſhould be too many to ſurvive amongſt us, if they could help it.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="9" type="chapter">
               <head>CHAP. IX.</head>
               <argument>
                  <p>St. <hi>Omers Lads</hi> ſent for over; their impu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent Practices to defeat the Evidence of <hi>Phileroy,</hi> but to no purpoſe. <hi>Dagdule</hi> comes in a Witneſs againſt the <hi>Plotters;</hi> their practices to <hi>ſuborn</hi> him defeated. An account of the <hi>Tryal</hi> of the <hi>Phyſitian</hi> that was to poiſon the <hi>King;</hi> his unex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected acquittal upon it. An Account of their Deſigns of <hi>firing</hi> the <hi>Towns</hi> and <hi>Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties</hi> in <hi>Albonia;</hi> what Progreſs they made, and the Diſcovery of their <hi>Deſigns.</hi> A Relation of the Proceedings (in the <hi>Grand Senate</hi>) againſt the <hi>Petropolitan Lords;</hi> and the Trial, Condemnation and Exe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cution of the Lord <hi>Fordſtaff.</hi> The <hi>Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thor</hi> in a Viſion diſcovers the <hi>Meal-tub-Plot;</hi>
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meets then with <hi>Ovi-pellupus</hi> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <hi>Sham-plotter,</hi> who at a retirement, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaints him with the Deſign of that <hi>In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trigue,</hi> and the Diſcovery of it by <hi>Cam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peril</hi> a <hi>Renegade Diſcoverer. Cam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peril,</hi> engaged by the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Lords, in ſeveral Services relating to the Plot. An account of his <hi>Treaty</hi> with <hi>Gad</hi> the Aſtrologer about it.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>YEt now it comes into my mind, I will, (before I leave this Subject) ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaint you with another help they had at a <hi>dead lift,</hi> to aſſiſt them in baffling our Evidence. You know we heard when we were at <hi>Strombolo,</hi> that <hi>St. Omers</hi> in <hi>Franconia</hi> was aſſigned them as the chief place of Rendezvous: and alſo for a Colledge or Nurſery for training up their young <hi>Frie,</hi> and <hi>inſtructing</hi> them in the <hi>ſacred myſteries</hi> of <hi>King-killing</hi> and deſtruction of States and Kingdoms.</p>
               <p>Here a Party of them have kept their <hi>Conſults,</hi> and hence as occaſion hath re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quired, they have from time to time ſent over Supplies to their <hi>Correſpondents</hi> in <hi>Albonia,</hi> in which Negotiations I and Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ptain <hi>Lobed</hi> have ſeveral times been ſent over thither, while we were of their
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Party, and there the Younkers got ſome acquaintance with us, which their Friends here have made an opportunity now of a Deſign againſt us. For the <hi>Old Foxes</hi> having had ſo bad <hi>Succeſs</hi> in following their Game that they were continually taken in our Toils, and defeated of their prey. Not knowing which way better to help themſelves, they ſent over to <hi>St. Omers</hi> for a <hi>Litter</hi> of thoſe <hi>Cubs,</hi> that by this time had been ſo well inſtru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cted in the Game, that they could follow the ſcent of Bloud, and imitate the <hi>Old Reynards</hi> in their wily ways of <hi>Lying</hi> and <hi>Equivocation</hi> pretty dextrouſly. No ſooner was this <hi>Litter</hi> come over, but their <hi>Game</hi> was ſhewed them, <hi>I it</hi> was that they were to worry. Indeed I had got ſome of the <hi>Old Foxes</hi> in a <hi>Noole (Blancpain</hi> and the reſt of his Gang, being now upon their <hi>Trial</hi>) and theſe young <hi>Cubs</hi> were to gnaw aſunder the Cord (if they could) to unſnare them, that is, to thwart and contradict my Evi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence. I had ſworn that I was preſent in the Moneth of <hi>April</hi> at a <hi>Conſult in Londinopolis;</hi> their Leſſon was, that I was then, and ſome Moneths after with them at <hi>St. Omers;</hi> yet they had not
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ſo well conned their <hi>Leſſon,</hi> but when came to ſay it, they faltred pitifully.</p>
               <p>And though they opened wide and yelped amain, yet all was little to the purpoſe; for it was perceived, that while they built the <hi>Babel</hi> of a mighty confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence upon theſe <hi>Younkers</hi> undertaking, they had ſent amongſt them the <hi>Confu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion of Tongues,</hi> ſo that <hi>Hammer</hi> and <hi>Morter</hi> were there as <hi>relative</hi> to one purpoſe, as their Evidences one to another: For ſome of them would make me to leave <hi>St. Omers</hi> in <hi>May,</hi> others would have me not to leave it till <hi>Iune,</hi> but one Gentleman, whoſe <hi>tongue</hi> had got the ſtart of his <hi>wit,</hi> retched it as far as <hi>Iuly,</hi> which the <hi>Court</hi> taking notice of, told him that his Evidence was wide of all the reſt, who agreed upon either the latter end of <hi>May,</hi> or the beginning of <hi>Iune.</hi> But to help the matter, he told them, <hi>if he failed in any thing as to the punctuality of the time, yet he was ſure I ſtaid at St. Omers till the Conſult was over.</hi> This was the Mark they aimed at, (ſhoot high or low) to prove that I was not at the Conſult at the time I alledged, and ſo could not be a Witneſs of what paſſed there. But this
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confident Lad, though he and the reſt had miſtook their Proofs, yet he remembred the Text, to prove that I was not at the Conſult, for he was ſure, (right or wrong, when or when not) that I ſtaid at <hi>St. O<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mers,</hi> till the ſame was over. The ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation of this paſſage cauſed ſome laughter in the <hi>Court,</hi> but more ſatisfa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction to them; when after theſe <hi>Whelps</hi> had done mouthing their idle tales and falſhoods) I brought in ſix or ſeven credible Witneſſes to make good my own Allegation, that I was all the Moneth of <hi>April</hi> here in Town. This, as it was full ſatisfaction to the <hi>Iudge</hi> and Jury, ſo it proved ſuch a defeat to the <hi>Younkers,</hi> that upon the diſcouragement thereof, they have not ſince appeared ſo publickly to <hi>confront Evidence.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Yet ſtill privately they endeavour (if poſſible) to corrupt them, as lately one <hi>Dagdule</hi> a Witneſs lately come in againſt them, having publiſhed his Informations of their Practices, they procured a man and a woman with proffers of great and certain Rewards, to tempt him to retract what he had ſaid or written; and had drawn up a Paper ready for him to ſign to, to that purpoſe. But though out of a
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deſign to trie how far they would pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed with him, he kept them for ſome time in ſuſpenſe about it; yet in that time having acquainted ſome <hi>Magi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrates</hi> with it, he (by Virtue of their Warrant) took a convenient opportunity to ſeize them, and hath laid them both in <hi>Priſon</hi> till ſuch time as they ſhall be called to their <hi>Trial</hi> to anſwer for their <hi>Subornation.</hi> This hath been the ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs (and no better) that they have hitherto met with in tampering with our <hi>Wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſes,</hi> and this hath made the Wheels of their Motion to go on ſo heavily hi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therto. And may they never move <hi>ſwiftlier</hi> till they be overwhelmed with the <hi>torrents</hi> of a deſerved <hi>Vengeance.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Phileroy</hi> having given me theſe ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counts of the Witneſſes, which were very pleaſing and ſatisfactory to me, I deſired him (having firſt drank a Glaſs of Wine to recruit his Spirits) to inform me of ſome other matters relating to the Plot, as they ſhould come into his mind, for that all late <hi>paſſages</hi> were <hi>News</hi> to me, being come over ſo lately from <hi>Strom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bolo. Phileroy</hi> told me, that in a <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign</hi> ſo confuſed, and that tended to no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but confuſion, as this did, it was
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impoſſible for him to obſerve any order or method, in his Diſcourſes. And there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore he would rather I would hint to him what matters I would deſire to be reſol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved of, and he would give me the beſt ſatisfaction he could about them.</p>
               <p>I thanked him for the kindneſs, and the firſt thing I deſired him to ſatisfie me in, was about the <hi>Devils Drugſter,</hi> the <hi>Phyſitian</hi> that was imployed to poiſon the <hi>King,</hi> whether ſince his impriſon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment he had been brought to his Trial. <hi>Phileroy</hi> informed me, that he had; together with two <hi>Benedictine Monks</hi> and a <hi>Lay-Brother</hi> of that Order, who were all tried before the <hi>Supreme Iu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtice</hi> of the <hi>Kings Court.</hi> But (ſaid <hi>Phileroy</hi>) although I then ſufficiently proved what I told you I had formerly charged him with before the <hi>Royal Council,</hi> of his being hired to <hi>kill</hi> the <hi>King</hi> by a Letter which I proved to be of his own hand-writing, by a Note en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered in their <hi>Regiſtry,</hi> under the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended <hi>Rector of Londinopolis Court<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>har</hi>'s own hand, of his acceptance of 15000 <abbr>l.</abbr> for that Service. And although it was farther proved by <hi>Captain Lobed</hi> that the ſaid <hi>Courthar</hi> at one time gave
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him a Bill for the receipt of 2000 <abbr>l.</abbr> in part of payment; and at the <hi>ſame time</hi> that the <hi>Phyſician</hi> ſhould declare that <hi>the buſineſs muſt be cloſely followed, and that if they ſhould miſs doing of it in one place, they muſt do it in ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther;</hi> yet notwithſtanding all this <hi>Evi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence,</hi> the <hi>Twelve Men</hi> (who accor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding to the <hi>Albonian</hi> Laws, are the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per Judges of matters of Fact) brought in a Verdict for him of <hi>Not guilty;</hi> and did the like by the other four that were tried with him, though it was apparently proved that they were all <hi>Abettors of the Plot,</hi> and conſented to the giving of 6000 <abbr>l.</abbr> for the carrying of it on, to be raiſed out of the Stock of their Society; notwithſtanding which, they alſo were brought in <hi>Not guilty;</hi> ſo they were all acquitted. It is thought that the Purſe of Gold that the <hi>Phyſician</hi> received from the <hi>Grand Viccar,</hi> had ſo ſtrong a Charm in it, as to render him invulnera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble againſt any penalties of Law or Juſtice.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>Now ſure <hi>Aſtraea's</hi> fled unto the skies,</l>
                  <l>Or ſhe would puniſh ſuch damn'd villanies.</l>
                  <l>
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                     <hi>Curs'd</hi> be that <hi>Gold,</hi> and <hi>curs'd</hi> that <hi>Sentence</hi> be,</l>
                  <l>That brib'd the Judge, and ſet ſuch Traitors free.</l>
               </q>
               <p>The next thing that I deſired to be in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed of, was concerning one part of their <hi>Deſign</hi> which I heard given them in charge at <hi>Strombolo,</hi> of firing our Towns and Habitations. In this <hi>Phile<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roy</hi> told me they were not idle; for that beſides that dreadful <hi>Conflagration</hi> that laid this great <hi>City</hi> in aſhes in the year 1666. which <hi>Captain Lobed,</hi> who was after in the year 1676. engaged by the <hi>Benedictine Monks</hi> at <hi>Paris</hi> on the like Deſigns, hath in a Narrative (ſince publiſhed to the World) made out to be begun and carried on by the <hi>Petropoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tans,</hi> with a conſiderable booty of many thouſand pounds value, which they got to themſelves as <hi>Plunder,</hi> out of the Goods of the diſtreſſed Citizens.</p>
               <p>They have ſince carried on the <hi>Deſign as hotly</hi> as before, by firing ſeveral other <hi>Towns</hi> and <hi>Corporations</hi> in <hi>Albonia,</hi> and particularly lately a great part of a famous and populous <hi>Burrough</hi> on the South ſide of <hi>Londinopolis.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="244" facs="tcp:95381:132"/>This <hi>Deſign</hi> is carried on by a parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cular <hi>Committee,</hi> who have ſub-divided themſelves into ſeveral <hi>Parties,</hi> accor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding to their <hi>various</hi> managements, to contrive the moſt likely means and pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces for the carrying on of their work. It is ſaid they have been contrived no leſs then <hi>twelve ſeveral diſtinct ways to cauſe and promote theſe Fires;</hi> One of which is <hi>by bribing Servants to fire the Houſes of their Maſters.</hi> The Manager of this part, was one Father <hi>Giffordus,</hi> a Villain that hath been a <hi>principal Actor</hi> in moſt of the former <hi>Conflagrations,</hi> who had engaged one <hi>Nicholas</hi> to play the <hi>Devil</hi> in his room. This <hi>Nicholas,</hi> as a proof of his skill, having ſome acquaintance with a Servant-Maid living with a <hi>Lawyer</hi> in the Weſt parts of this <hi>City,</hi> inſinuated himſelf by his ſubtle Arguments ſo far with her, as upon promiſe of 5 <abbr>l.</abbr> and half a Crown in earneſt, he procured her to ſet fire on her Maſters Papers, which ſet fire on the Houſe; but <hi>Watchmen</hi> com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing by (it being late at night) prevented its ſpreading and ſeized her; when carry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her before a <hi>Magiſtrate,</hi> ſhe confeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed the Fact, and who it was that im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployed
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her. Whereupon <hi>Warrants</hi> were iſſued out againſt the ſaid <hi>Nicholas,</hi> who was likewiſe taken, and upon his Examina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, vouched over <hi>Monſieur le Prieſt,</hi> the aforeſaid <hi>Giffordus,</hi> as the <hi>principal imployer;</hi> whoſe Maxim he ſaid it was, <hi>That it was no ſin to fire all the hou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes of the Hereticks and Hugonots</hi> (meaning the <hi>Chriſtians.</hi>) Beſides this, he being now upon the <hi>Stool of Repen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance,</hi> and willing to have the honour of a <hi>Diſcoverer,</hi> did ſo largely ſet forth the merits of his <hi>Patron Gifford</hi> in ſeveral other <hi>Exploits</hi> of the like <hi>nature,</hi> ſome already acted, and ſome onely in deſign: beſides ſome goodly Treaſons of no ſmall ſize, that the ſaid <hi>Gifford</hi> went very big with, and waited to be delivered of; that for the ſake and ſervice of this <hi>Diſcovery,</hi> he obtained his <hi>pardon,</hi> and the <hi>Maid</hi> likewiſe. After which a <hi>Proclamation</hi> was iſſued out for the taking of the ſaid <hi>Gifford.</hi>
               </p>
               <q>
                  <l>Thus we may ſee how <hi>Rome</hi> 'gainſt us conſpires,</l>
                  <l>By deeds of <hi>darkneſs</hi> and deſtructive <hi>Fires.</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="246" facs="tcp:95381:133"/>Let them proceed, but at their peril know,</l>
                  <l>Our <hi>Fires</hi> above will kindle <hi>theirs</hi> below.</l>
               </q>
               <p>I perceived after theſe long Diſcourſes, that <hi>Phileroy</hi> began to be heavy-eyed, and ſo (methoughts) for all I was ſleeping and dreaming all this while, I was too; but my <hi>Fanſic</hi> did ſo violently work upon theſe matters, that I could not reſt till I were ſatisfied in one thing more; which was, how matters ſtood with the <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politan Lords,</hi> who I underſtood by <hi>Phileroy,</hi> were now impriſoned in the <hi>Royal Tower.</hi> I deſired him onely to give me ſome ſhort accounts of the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceedings againſt them, and then I would give him no farther trouble at this time. <hi>Phileroy</hi> willing to gratifie my curioſity to the utmoſt (rubbing his eyes a little) began thus:</p>
               <p>I have already, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> in ſome of my former Diſcourſes with you about theſe matters, acquainted you how theſe <hi>five Lords</hi> came to be drawn into the <hi>Plot,</hi> and the nature of their Crimes; which as they are complicated together, would be tedious to recite to you. But for theſe Crimes being impriſoned in the <hi>Royal Tower,</hi> they had afterwards an
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Impeachment drawn up againſt them by the <hi>Lower Senate,</hi> conſiſting (as you know) of the Commonalty of the whole Kingdom, wherein they were ſeverally charged with <hi>High-Treaſon,</hi> for conſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring with the <hi>Secretary</hi> and the other <hi>Traitors</hi> (whoſe Facts and Trials have been already mentioned) to ſubvert the <hi>Chriſtian Religion,</hi> and introducing <hi>Petropolitaniſm,</hi> to <hi>murther</hi> the <hi>King,</hi> to alienate our Eſtates, to ſeize our Gar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſons, to introduce foreign Arms, and to that end receiving <hi>Commiſsions</hi> of Places and Offices by allowing <hi>Contribu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions</hi> out of their Eſtates to carry on the Deſigns of their <hi>Treaſon,</hi> with ſeveral other particulars, too tedious to enume<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate; which <hi>Impeachment,</hi> according to cuſtom, was carried up to the <hi>Senate of Lords,</hi> before whom the matters therein charged were to be tried.</p>
               <p>To this <hi>Impeachment,</hi> the ſaid <hi>five Lords</hi> being called upon to give in their Anſwer, made a <hi>Demurr,</hi> (a Phraſe you know uſed in their <hi>Forms</hi> by our <hi>Lawyers</hi> in <hi>Albonia</hi>) which they gave in in Writing; for that the Facts alledg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in the Impeachment, were ſo general, and the times and places (wherein they
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were mentioned to be done) ſo uncertain, that they could not with ſafety give any direct anſwer to them.</p>
               <p>But, by the <hi>Votes</hi> of the <hi>Lower Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate,</hi> this <hi>Demurr</hi> was <hi>over-ruled,</hi> and they <hi>Ordered</hi> to plead according to form of <hi>Law</hi> to the matters of Fact charged againſt them; and then they put in their <hi>Pleas</hi> ſeverally, the ſubſtance of which in general was only Proteſtations of their <hi>Innocency,</hi> and ſubmitting the <hi>Trial</hi> of their <hi>Peers.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>And now great <hi>Expectations</hi> were of their being brought to a ſpeedy <hi>Trial,</hi> and <hi>Scaffolds</hi> for that purpoſe erected in the midſt of the <hi>High Courts</hi> of Juſtice. But in the mean time the <hi>Grand Caſhier</hi> whom the <hi>Lower Senate</hi> had now like<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe impeached for <hi>Treaſon,</hi> but had for ſome time abſconded, did now unexpect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>edly come in and ſurrendred himſelf, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſting upon a <hi>Pardon,</hi> which he had ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained (although as yet there was no Crime proved againſt him.) But this the Lower Senate <hi>Voted illegal;</hi> upon which, and upon another point (of the right of the <hi>Spiritual Lords</hi> to be <hi>Iudges</hi> at thoſe <hi>Trials</hi>) which they de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nied, ſuch miſunderſtandings aroſe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>twixt
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the <hi>Lower Senate,</hi> and the <hi>Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate</hi> of <hi>Lords,</hi> that the King was forced at laſt to diſſolve the <hi>Seſsion:</hi> After which the <hi>Grand Caſhier</hi> was ſecured a <hi>Priſoner</hi> in the <hi>Royal Tower,</hi> where he and the reſt of the <hi>Petropolitan Lords,</hi> except the Lord <hi>Fordſtaff,</hi> are yet remaining: Although ſeveral <hi>Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nates</hi> have been ſince called, but their <hi>Sittings</hi> ſo ſhort, by reaſon of ſome un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>happy <hi>Miſunderſtanding</hi> amongſt thoſe <hi>Grand Eſtates</hi> about the Proceedings againſt the <hi>Great Duke,</hi> occaſioning their ſudden <hi>Diſſolution,</hi> that they have not had opportunity to proceed upon their Tryals; only the <hi>Laſt Senate</hi> that has been ſince called, ſaving one, the aforeſaid Lord <hi>Fo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>dſtaff</hi> was brought to his <hi>Trial</hi> before the <hi>Senate of Lords,</hi> where the <hi>Lower Senate</hi> as <hi>Proſecutors</hi> appeared againſt him, charging him particularly with <hi>Deſign</hi> to murther the <hi>King,</hi> and offering Money to have it done: This hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rid Fact was by two <hi>Witneſſes</hi> fully proved againſt him, whereupon after ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral days Trial (which the Senate in fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour allowed him) he was convicted of <hi>High-Treaſon,</hi> and had the Sentence of <hi>Traitors</hi> paſſed upon him, but by the
<pb n="250" facs="tcp:95381:135"/>
Mercy of the <hi>King,</hi> that Sentence was mitigated only to the taking off his Head, which <hi>Death</hi> he hath ſince ſuffered upon the <hi>Hill</hi> adjoining to the <hi>Royal Tower,</hi> dying like a true <hi>Petropolitan,</hi> by juſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fying his Innocency, and denying the <hi>Facts</hi> charged upon him, which he <hi>for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mally</hi> read out of a <hi>Paper,</hi> ſuppoſed up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on good grounds to be drawn up for him by ſome of the <hi>party,</hi> as the like hath been proved in other caſes; ſome <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politans</hi> about the <hi>Staffold</hi> were ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved to dip their handkerchiefs in his <hi>Blood,</hi> which no doubt was eſteemed by them as a <hi>precious Relique.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Phileroy</hi> having thus far obliged me, by giving me in ſo large an <hi>Account</hi> of the matters I deſired to be ſatisfied about, I thought I could do no leſs than gratifie him in that which I perceived <hi>Nature</hi> and his <hi>Wearineſs</hi> required, by ſuffer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing him to take a <hi>Repoſe,</hi> it being now late at Night, or rather morning, when our Diſcourſe was finiſhed, ſo we lay down together, at leaſt I <hi>fancied</hi> ſo; for no ſooner was I laid down, but the <hi>Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gick</hi> of my <hi>Fancy</hi> (ſtill in continual mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion) tranſported me to a place, where <hi>no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lens, volens,</hi> I was forced to ſtay (being now
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a meer <hi>paſsible</hi> ſubject to my own <hi>ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gination</hi>) and expecting to meet with ſome adventure, I ſtaid not long before I perceived ſome <hi>Perſons,</hi> that I knew to be <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> to enter into an houſe juſt over againſt me, and amongſt the reſt, one that I had obſerved at <hi>Strombolo</hi> to be of the crew of <hi>Sham-plotters,</hi> attired in one of theſe habits which I obſerved were there wore by them: This Perſon coming over with us in the ſame <hi>Ship,</hi> had there ſo much knowledge of me, and I of him, that I reſol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved at this time to renew <hi>acquaintance</hi> with him, that I might thereby under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtand what Deſigns they were then upon; Whereupon taking my <hi>Ticket</hi> (that is) my <hi>Roſarie</hi> and <hi>Crucifix</hi> out of my pocket, I hung them at my Girdle, that I might appear no other than a <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litan.</hi> I made up to him, and ſaluted him with a <hi>Salve mi Frater:</hi> He hereupon looking wiſtly upon my face, ſtood ſtill, not knowing whether he had beſt own his own knowledge of me or no, leſt I ſhould prove a <hi>Trappan;</hi> But my ratling my B<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ds at my Girdle drew his Eyes off to that place where (and only where.) I was a <hi>Petro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>politan;</hi> this ſerved to removed his
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                  <hi>Suſpicion,</hi> and thereupon without far<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ſcruple (telling me he was glad to ſee me) he took me by the hand, and drew me into the <hi>Houſe,</hi> telling me by the way, that we ſhould now underſtand the Reſults of their <hi>Sham-Plot.</hi> I durſt not preſume to ask him what <hi>Sham</hi> he meant, leſt I ſhould appear to be as igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rant as indeed I was, and ſo incur a new ſuſpicion; but told him, I longed my ſelf very much to underſtand the Conſequence of it. So we proceeded and came into a <hi>Room</hi> where the <hi>Managers</hi> were; a pretty <hi>Company</hi> there was of them, all ſitting in a very diſconſolate poſture, and amongſt the reſt a <hi>Woman</hi> in a <hi>Matron-like</hi> dreſs, looking with a very rueful Countenance, and often wringing her hands in a paſſionate manner. I heard her often repeat, <hi>[Never was ſo hopeful a Birth ſpoiled for want of due Care and Management; ſince the time that I have practiſed Midwifry I never met with the like Miſcarriage.]</hi> By this I underſtood ſhe was a <hi>Midwife,</hi> and one that perhaps might be imployed to <hi>ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtetricate</hi> in this preſent <hi>Plot;</hi> The reſt of the <hi>Company</hi> were <hi>mute</hi> as Fiſhes, &amp; their cloaths and viſages beſmeared with ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing
<pb n="253" facs="tcp:95381:136"/>
white, like <hi>Meal</hi> or <hi>Flower;</hi> I concluded this was the Reaſon they were ſo <hi>mealy Mouthed:</hi> And in the midſt of the company I perceived a <hi>Tub</hi> of <hi>Meal</hi> ſtanding, but what the conceit of it ſhould be I knew not, except it were ſome <hi>Griſt</hi> of the <hi>Seminaries</hi> grain, prepared to ſend over to <hi>Petropolis</hi> to make <hi>Nor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>folk Dumplings</hi> for the <hi>Albonian Cardinal;</hi> I underſtood nothing of their <hi>Deſign</hi> by all this, and durſt not ask queſtions for fear of being ſuſpected for a <hi>Novice</hi> or <hi>Intruder:</hi> But my <hi>old Mate</hi> that introduced me, gave me ſome light by the queſtion, that I overheard, put to one of the Company, to whom he appli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed himſelf, asking him what was become of the <hi>Book</hi> of the <hi>Model</hi> of the <hi>Plot,</hi> and whether there had been any <hi>Diſcove</hi>-to whom the other replied, yes, and that the whole Deſign was diſcovered by means of that <hi>Apoſtate, Renegade Campe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ril,</hi> who violating his <hi>Truſt,</hi> had diſcloſed the whole <hi>Deſign</hi> to the <hi>Londinopoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>an</hi> Magiſtrates; and for the <hi>Books</hi> and <hi>Papers</hi> wherein the <hi>Model</hi> of the <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign</hi> was contained, and were hid in the <hi>Meal-Tub</hi> there before them for more ſecurity; the ſame (upon ſome unhappy
<pb n="254" facs="tcp:95381:137"/>
notice thereof given) had been ſeized by a <hi>Magiſtrate,</hi> Sir <hi>Edmond</hi>'s Succeſſor, and carried to the <hi>Royal Council.</hi> By theſe ſhort hints I perceived that their <hi>Sham-Plot</hi> (of what nature ſoever it were) was defeated.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>And that their <hi>Meal,</hi> though wrought and kneaded ſo.</l>
                  <l>Their <hi>Cake</hi> ill baked was, and proved <hi>dough.</hi>
                  </l>
               </q>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alack</hi> and <hi>welladay,</hi> this was all the language now amongſt them, though ſome ſate in a ſullen diſcontent, and ſaid nothing; I confeſs I had no inclination to <hi>ſympa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thiſe</hi> with them in their Sorrows, but on the contrary had a violent temptation up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on me to <hi>laugh</hi> it out, and my ſpleen was already ſo tickled with the pleaſure of their defeat, that I had certainly done it, if I had not by force changed my looks into another poſture, by making as well as I could, an ugly and whining kind of face as they did.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Dolores ingentes ſtupent,</hi> the trouble of this defeat had ſo dampt their Courages, that they ſate together like the <hi>Friends</hi> at a <hi>Quakers</hi> ſilent Meeting, looking
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one upon another, as whiſt as <hi>Mice,</hi> until their unſociable ſilence began to make their company weariſom to each other, ſo that ſome of them beginning to riſe up, the reſt did the ſame; and having made their complements to the <hi>Midwife,</hi> who I perceived was Miſtriſs of that houſe, they then took leave one of another, and departed to their ſeveral quarters; only I and my Companion, who called himſelf <hi>Ovipellu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>us,</hi> took a way by our ſelves. For, methoughts, I was very unwilling to part company with him, till I had got from him ſome farther Informations of this preſent <hi>Deſign.</hi> As we paſſed the Streets I perceived a <hi>Tavern</hi> on the other ſide of the way, into which I invited my <hi>Strombolian</hi> to accompany me, that we might drink a <hi>condoling</hi> cup, and waſh away our <hi>Sorrows;</hi> he eaſily ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cepted my offer, and we went in toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther; it was as I remember at the <hi>Myter</hi> near to the St. <hi>Dunſtan,</hi> a houſe much frequented by the <hi>Petropolitans;</hi> to a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>void ſuſpicion, <hi>Ovipellupus</hi> (as the reſt did) had left his <hi>Sham-Cloak</hi> at the <hi>houſe</hi> we came from, and now appeared in <hi>querpo</hi> like a <hi>Gentleman</hi> of the <hi>Town:</hi> I had alſo put my <hi>Bead-banbles</hi>
                  <pb n="256" facs="tcp:95381:138"/>
into my pocket, that I might be as un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſuſpected as he; being fixed in a room to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether, I contrived with my ſelf how I ſhould do to <hi>pump</hi> him, I perceived he had no miſtruſt of me, that I was other than I pretended, and therefore I was fain to carry my ſelf accordingly, begin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning with a very ſolemn <hi>groan</hi> as he did; but on my part nothing in the Earth could be ever more feigned, telling him how deeply I reſented the miſcarriage of a <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign</hi> that had been ſo carefully managed; <hi>Carefully</hi> (ſaid <hi>Ovipellupus</hi>) no, there you are miſtaken, had it been ſo carefully managed as it ought, it had never miſcar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried: But a pox upon that Rogue <hi>Cam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peril,</hi> had not he plaid the knave with us all had been well; but we may thank our ſelves for admitting ſuch <hi>Knaves</hi> into our <hi>Society;</hi> (and I wonder) thought I with my ſelf, were all ſuch removed from you, what a <hi>mighty</hi> Number there would be of you.</p>
               <p>I tell thee <hi>Brother</hi> (ſaid he) we have a Company of <hi>Traitors</hi> amongſt us, (true ſtill thought I) that lie lurking for opportu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nities to betray us: I fear ſo too, ſaid I, but we muſt be the more wary for the future whom we truſt; for my part I was al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ways
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afraid that this <hi>Camperil</hi> would prove treacherous. It is proved too true, replied he, and the old <hi>proverb</hi> is made good in him; that tells you, <hi>[Save a Chief from the Gallows, and he will cut your throat if he can.]</hi> I will maintain it, we had better have gone to <hi>Hell</hi> for an <hi>Inſtrument</hi> to have ſerved us, than to have robbed the <hi>Goal</hi> of ſuch a <hi>Rogue</hi> as he is. It was mighty plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſant to me to hear the <hi>Religious Knave</hi> ſpeak the truth ſo ingeniouſly, out of a Deſign to rail down the Honeſty of a <hi>Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>coverer.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Before he proceeded farther, he would needs know of me what my <hi>Office</hi> or Imployment was; I told him, I was a <hi>Maſquerader</hi> (or <hi>Brumingham,</hi> as the moderate term is uſed) for that Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty. That is an Imployment, ſaid he, much like to mine; (nothing thought I, but honeſty makes the difference.) But being earneſt to enter upon my enquiry into this <hi>buſineſs,</hi> I could not tell which way better to excuſe my ignorance, and to get an Information from him, than to acquaint him, that though I underſtood the Deſign in general, yet as to the parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culars I was a Stranger, having been for
<pb n="258" facs="tcp:95381:139"/>
ſome time abſent from <hi>Albonia,</hi> in parts beyond the Seas. He asked me what Parts? I told him <hi>Strombolo,</hi> at a <hi>Ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neral</hi> Court of <hi>Aſſize</hi> there holden by the <hi>Sieur Rhadamanthus.</hi> His next Queſtion was, Whether any of our Friends were tried there? I told him, Yes, and named ſeveral, as <hi>Blancpain, Courthar, Wickfen,</hi> &amp;c. all which were (notwith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanding, the merit of their Services) by the <hi>Iudges</hi> Sentence committed to <hi>Purgatory.</hi> With that, fetching an heavy figh, he replied, That he was afraid the <hi>Grand Vicar</hi> had deluded them all; and that that would be the place they ſhould all go to. But, ſaid he, rather than I will be <hi>hanged</hi> up like a <hi>Dog</hi> for my <hi>Services,</hi> and then be roaſted in <hi>Pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gatory</hi> after that, I am almoſt in the mind to trie to get to <hi>Heaven</hi> the <hi>new</hi> way, and turn <hi>Renegade</hi> my ſelf. I told him that would be his ſureſt courſe, and mine too, for that there was but little dependance to be had upon the <hi>Grand Viccar,</hi> I ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving my ſelf heard him declare, that his <hi>Clavis Coeli</hi> was become uſeleſs, for that the <hi>Wards</hi> of the <hi>Locks</hi> had been al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered ſince this Plot was deſigned, which I preſumed was upon ſome diſtaſte taken
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in Heaven at it. I hoped by this diſcourſe of mine, that I ſhould fetch the <hi>Devil</hi> of <hi>Rebellion</hi> out of him; but in the mean while, I deſired him to give me ſome ſhort account of their late proceedings; which he did with the <hi>Exordium</hi> of an
<q>Inſandum <hi>(frater)</hi> jubes renovare dolorem: <bibl>
                        <hi>Virg. Aeneid.</hi>
                     </bibl>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>You are not ignorant, ſaid he to me, what proviſions the <hi>Deſigners</hi> of this <hi>Plot</hi> have made in caſe of <hi>Diſcovery,</hi> by <hi>ſhamming</hi> off our <hi>Deſigns</hi> upon the <hi>diſſenting</hi> Parties of the <hi>Albonian Chri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtians;</hi> and to ſet up them for the Cri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minals in our own room. And having been of late ſo often detected by the Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>negade Diſcoverers, we thought it high time to ſet our Deſigns on foot.</p>
               <p>To this end we acquainted ſome of the <hi>Petropolitan Lords</hi> (now in the <hi>Royal Tower</hi>) with our intentions, who have ſince their reſtraint been ſerviceable to us in many of our deſignments.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Inſtrument</hi> we pitched upon as moſt fit for our purpoſe, was this <hi>Rene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gade Camperil,</hi> a perſon (though of broken Fortunes, yet) of ingenious parts,
<pb n="260" facs="tcp:95381:140"/>
a ſubtle head, and profligate enough to attempt any <hi>Villany</hi> he ſhould be put on.</p>
               <p>Our Deſign was broke to him by the <hi>Midwife,</hi> at whoſe houſe you found us, the Wife of a <hi>Franconian</hi> Merchant, and ſo zealous a Votary to the <hi>Petropolitan</hi> Religion, that ſhe declared a courage and reſolution beyond what is uſual in her Sex, in all her actings. This perſon was a great Confident of the Lady <hi>Wiſpo</hi>'s, Wife to one of the <hi>Petropolitan Lords,</hi> and as zealous in this Cauſe as her ſelf. By whoſe advice and aſſiſtance, the afore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſaid <hi>Camperil,</hi> after ſome petty trials had of his abilities, was imployed in the Service.</p>
               <p>He was then a Priſoner in the <hi>Den of Thieves,</hi> but upon confidence of the great Services that (when at large) he might do them, the <hi>Midwife</hi> procured his Liberty; and when afterwards he was again clapt up in the <hi>Debtors priſon</hi> for Debt, ſhe got him removed into the <hi>Royal priſon,</hi> where he enjoyed more liberty, and allowed him 20 <abbr>s.</abbr> a Week for his maintenance. In this place he was imployed to trappan ſome <hi>Priſoners</hi> by hard drinking, to get ſomething out of
<pb n="261" facs="tcp:95381:140"/>
them againſt <hi>Captain Lobed,</hi> which came to nothing; but finding him dex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trous in his attempts, they reſolved to free him, that he might be wholly at their devotion; when having compounded his Debts for 700 <abbr>l.</abbr> The <hi>Midwife</hi> paid down the money for him, and ſo diſchar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged him out of Priſon. And upon his releaſe, he is by her brought acquainted with the Lady <hi>Wiſpo,</hi> who well appro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving of him, provides him Lodging and Money, with promiſes to raiſe his For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes. Then acquaints him with the Lord <hi>Maincaſtle,</hi> who likewiſe approves him.</p>
               <p>Then they imploy him to get ſome <hi>Petropolitan Prieſts</hi> diſcharged out of Priſon.</p>
               <p>After that, he is ſent by the Lady <hi>Wiſpo</hi> with a Pacquet to a <hi>Prieſt</hi> in the <hi>Country,</hi> from whom he receives back ſome <hi>Papers,</hi> which he was to deliver to the ſaid <hi>Lady</hi> containing the Ground<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>work of the preſent <hi>Plot, That Pam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phlets ſhould be writ, and perſons im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployed in places of publique Enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainment, to rail againſt the diſſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Albonian Chriſtians.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Some other Services in which he was im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployed by them, before they engaged him in this <hi>Plot,</hi> were namely theſe:</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="262" facs="tcp:95381:141"/>To be Tutor under the Lord <hi>Mainca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtle</hi> (who was their Grand <hi>Inſtructor</hi>) to the <hi>Youths</hi> of <hi>St. Omers,</hi> who were for ſome time kept in cloſe Pickle in the Midwifes houſe, ready for uſe when occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion ſhould require.</p>
               <p>To get two Villains, <hi>Knoxius</hi> and <hi>Elan</hi> diſcharged out of Priſon, and to corrupt them to ſwear falſe matters againſt <hi>Phileroy,</hi> the <hi>Renegade</hi> and <hi>Grand Enemy</hi> to our Party, namely <hi>Sodomy</hi> and <hi>Buggery.</hi> But this Deſign would not take, but <hi>Phileroy,</hi> after a Legal Trial, was acquitted.</p>
               <p>He was farther to write ſome Pam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phlets, and diſpoſe others in the moſt <hi>publique Coffee-houſes</hi> and places of Entertainment, tending to raiſe <hi>Sedition</hi> amongſt the <hi>People,</hi> and eſpecially to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cenſe them againſt the <hi>Diſſenters.</hi> And beſides this, he is imployed in tranſcri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bing Letters, and forty Liſts of the <hi>Names</hi> of <hi>Perſons,</hi> each Liſt containing above 800 Names: which were privately to be diſperſed by our Agents all over <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonia,</hi> in the houſes of the <hi>Chriſtian Diſſenters,</hi> and then <hi>Searches</hi> were afterwards to be made in thoſe houſes upon other pretences; and upon finding
<pb n="263" facs="tcp:95381:141"/>
theſe dangerous Papers, the <hi>Maſters</hi> of thoſe houſes were to be ſeized for <hi>Trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>He is afterwards ſent for to one of the <hi>Petropolitan Lords</hi> in the <hi>Royal Tower,</hi> and by him tampered with for a great reward to <hi>kill the King.</hi> But this he not having courage enough to un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dertake, he was then (for the reward of 500 <abbr>l.</abbr>) put upon killing the little <hi>Earl Anthony,</hi> a great Enemy to our Party; but this Deſign, though he undertook, yet never effected.</p>
               <p>He is then imployed by the <hi>Midwife,</hi> in the company of ſome perſons of Qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tity, to go to one of the <hi>Devils Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſellors,</hi> one <hi>Gad</hi> a <hi>Petropolitan Star<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gazer,</hi> who was to be conſulted by his Art to find out, whether the <hi>King</hi> ſhould outlive the <hi>Great Duke,</hi> or the contrary. If it happened the King ſhould <hi>ſurvive,</hi> then we were to proceed in our Deſign to <hi>diſpatch</hi> him. And the <hi>Conjurer</hi> told them that he had diſcovered by his <hi>Scheme,</hi> that the Stars had allotted the <hi>King</hi> the <hi>Survivorſhip,</hi> if ſome violent <hi>Fate</hi> did not <hi>determine</hi> his days ſooner; and blamed <hi>Camperil</hi> very ſeverely that he refuſed himſelf to kill him, being a
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perſon, as he ſaid, who (upon <hi>calcula<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion</hi> of his <hi>Nativity</hi>) he found to be very fit for that purpoſe.</p>
               <p>And here <hi>Ovipellupus</hi> pauſed a little to refreſh his ſpirits with a Glaſs of Wine, and I in the mean while ſtanding in a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>found amazement at theſe <hi>myſteries of iniquity,</hi> eſpecially at the treachery of this impudent <hi>Wizard,</hi> diverted my fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſie with theſe Diſtichs on him, and the paſſages of the Treaſon.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>To find the <hi>Fates</hi> of two <hi>Great Brothers,</hi> he</l>
                  <l>Was to inſpect the <hi>Book</hi> of <hi>Deſtiny.</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>The <hi>Stars</hi> muſt be made Parties to the <hi>Plot;</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>‡ And <hi>Heaven,</hi> call'd in to do what <hi>Hell</hi> cannot</l>
                  <l>‡ <hi>Flectere ſi nequeo,</hi> &amp;c.</l>
                  <l>If the <hi>Poſſeſſors</hi> life held longeſt date,</l>
                  <l>He muſt <hi>diſpatched</hi> be by ſome dire <hi>Fate,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>To let in a <hi>Succeſſor;</hi> but let <hi>Rome,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>And all ſuch <hi>Wizards</hi> fall, ere that day come.</l>
               </q>
            </div>
            <div n="10" type="chapter">
               <pb n="265" facs="tcp:95381:142"/>
               <head>CHAP. X.</head>
               <argument>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ovipellupus</hi> relates at large the manage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of the <hi>Meal-Tub Plot,</hi> deſigned a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the principal of the <hi>Albonian No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility,</hi> and the manner of its <hi>Diſcovery</hi> by <hi>Camperil:</hi> The <hi>Authors Viſion</hi> of the meeting of the <hi>Grand Senate</hi> at <hi>Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerva's City,</hi> where meeting with <hi>Phile<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roy,</hi> he receives an account from him of ſome paſſages relating to the <hi>Plot,</hi> par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticularly of the <hi>Libel</hi> publiſhed by the <hi>Midwife:</hi> Her ſentence upon it of a Fine, and to ſtand three ſeveral days in the <hi>Pillory;</hi> She is afterwards (upon new matters) indicted of <hi>High Treaſon:</hi> The attempt of the <hi>Petropolitans</hi> to aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſaſſinate <hi>Arnoldus</hi> a <hi>Magiſtrate:</hi> The <hi>Aſſaſſinates</hi> diſcovered and puniſhed: An account of the <hi>Bogland Plot:</hi> The im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peachment of <hi>Fitzar,</hi> and the difference that aroſe in the <hi>Grand Senate</hi> about it: The Senate Diſſolved: The <hi>Grand</hi> Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhier accuſed by <hi>Fitzar</hi> of the murther of <hi>Sir Edmond:</hi> A <hi>Shamplot</hi> contrived upon it, and its diſcovery: The Ghoſt of Sir <hi>Edmond</hi> appears to the <hi>Author,</hi> gives
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him an account of the <hi>Deſign.</hi> The <hi>Concluſion.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>WHile I was mumbling over theſe lines (as they came into my mind) ſoftly to my ſelf, I perceived by the fixing of his eyes upon me, that my <hi>Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panion</hi> took notice of it; wherefore to blind the matter, I fell a ratling over my <hi>Beads,</hi> that he might think I was at my <hi>prayers,</hi> which put him into the ſame hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour; ſo that he began alſo to jumble his <hi>Trumpery,</hi> and mutter over his <hi>Pater<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>noſters</hi> very devoutly. Whoſoever had ſeen us in theſe poſtures (upon ſuch a Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject as our laſt was) would have thought that the Spirit of <hi>Conjuring</hi> had invaded us likewiſe.</p>
               <p>Well after our Devotions were over, I deſired <hi>Ovipellupus</hi> to proceed in hi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> Story: which he did thus;</p>
               <p>Having, ſaid he, given you in ſhort ſome accompts of the Exploits of <hi>Camper<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </hi> in this Service, I come now to the mai<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> buſineſs, which hath ſo unhappily ſuccee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded.</p>
               <p>This <hi>Shamplot</hi> was intended to be fixed chiefly upon the <hi>Diſſenters,</hi> b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> was withal to take in the principal Par<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>ties
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of the <hi>Chriſtian Nobility</hi> and <hi>Gen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try,</hi> againſt whom we had prepared thoſe that by <hi>confident</hi> ſwearing ſhould infal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>libly maintain our cauſe againſt them, and make them the <hi>Plotters.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Our Inſtrument <hi>Camperil,</hi> having, as I told you before, prepared the way to our <hi>deſign</hi> by ſcattering ſeditious Papers abroad in the name of the <hi>Diſſenters,</hi> was now (for the perfecting of it) intro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced to the <hi>Great Duke,</hi> to whom (ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to the Model of the Deſign) he related the names of ſeveral of the <hi>Chri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtian Nobility</hi> (the <hi>Cambrian Duke</hi> being one) that ſhould be concerned in this preſent Plot.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Great Duke</hi> having rewarded him for his Diſcovery, brought him to the <hi>King,</hi> to whom he gave in the ſame account, and had by his Majeſty 40 <abbr>l.</abbr> or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dered him for a gratuity; after which he ſent a Letter to the <hi>K.</hi> (being at one of his Country Pallaces) with another Wheedle, that the <hi>Diſſenters</hi> held a great corre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpondence with his Enemies of <hi>Belgia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>All this while the management was carried on well, and all things promiſed fair; there was now no more to do but to make an actual Diſcovery of the <hi>trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſonable</hi>
                  <pb n="268" facs="tcp:95381:144"/>
Papers in ſome of the <hi>Diſſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters</hi> keeping, and to put the <hi>ſtolen</hi> Goods into ſome <hi>honeſt</hi> mens Pockets, that ſhould therefore be charged with them, and clear the <hi>Thief</hi> of the <hi>ſuſpition.</hi> And this was contrived by the Lady <hi>Wiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>po</hi> to be fixed upon one <hi>Colonel Sel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man,</hi> a <hi>Chriſtian Gentleman</hi> and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veterate hater of our Party. <hi>Camperil</hi> having found out his Lodgings, goes to take one himſelf in the ſame houſe; and looking up and down amongſt the Rooms, takes his opportunity to fix ſome of his treaſonable Papers behind a Beds-head, and then goes and informs ſome <hi>Officers</hi> belonging to the <hi>Kings Cuſtoms,</hi> that there were ſome <hi>prohibited Goods</hi> con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cealed in the houſe, to the value of 2000<abbr>l.</abbr> and taking the opportunity of the <hi>Colo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nels</hi> abſence, brings them to the place, in order to ſeize them.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Officers</hi> ſuſpected nothing of <hi>Plats</hi> or <hi>Treaſons,</hi> but being buſie in their <hi>Search,</hi> and <hi>Camperil</hi> pretending to be as buſie as they in ranſacking the Rooms, finds out (what he need not have looked for) the <hi>treaſonable</hi> Papers in the place where he left them, and then makes a hideous out-cry of <hi>Treaſon.</hi>
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The Officers being to ſearch for Goods, and not for Treaſons, take the Papers for the prohibited Goods, and carry them to their <hi>Office.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>After which <hi>Colonel Selman</hi> return<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to his Lodgings, and being acquainted with theſe paſſages, ſuſpects the Deſign, and enquiring after <hi>Camperil,</hi> finds that he lodged at the <hi>Midwifes</hi> houſe, and thereupon gets on Order to bring him before the <hi>Royal Council,</hi> who exami<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned the buſineſs, and found by the atteſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of the <hi>Witneſſes,</hi> that the Deſign was forged by <hi>Camperil,</hi> who as ſtoutly denied it, and perſiſted to charge the <hi>Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lonel,</hi> but to no purpoſe. Afterwards a Letter was intercepted, which <hi>Campe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ril</hi> had writ to the Lady <hi>Wiſpo,</hi> giving her an account of theſe paſſages; by which it appeared that ſhe alſo was a Party concerned in the Deſign.</p>
               <p>The Model of our Deſign, and ſome other Papers relating to it, were hid by the <hi>Midwife</hi> in the <hi>Meal Tub</hi> that we ſaw l<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>tely, but upon ſome unhappy notiee given thereof to a <hi>Magiſtrate,</hi> the ſame were ſoon after found out and ſeized<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> wherein <hi>Commiſſions</hi> were feigned to be given out to the <hi>Chief</hi> of the <hi>Chri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtian
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Nobility</hi> for raiſing a <hi>Rebellious Army,</hi> and other <hi>treaſonable</hi> matters; all which now ſignified nothing againſt them: for <hi>Camperil</hi> finding himſelf now trapt in his Deſigns, went before ſome <hi>Magiſtrates</hi> of the City, and voluntari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly made a Diſcovery of the whole Deſign.</p>
               <p>This (the ſad <hi>Cataſtrophe</hi> of our buſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs) I underſtood by one of the <hi>Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny</hi> where we were, and you ſee how it hath dampt them: for my own part if our <hi>Shams</hi> ſucceed no better than they have yet done, but that we muſt be contented to be the <hi>Traitors</hi> our ſelves ſtill, and at laſt be <hi>hanged</hi> up for our <hi>Roguery:</hi> I am reſolved to do as <hi>Phileroy</hi> and the reſt have done, and turn <hi>Diſcoverer</hi> too: Hang it, 'tis better venturing at <hi>Prefer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment</hi> in an honeſt way, than to hazard an <hi>Halter</hi> by the contrary; and with that, filling a brimmer of the conſolating Li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quor, he drank to me upon't; and I free<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly pledged him, telling him, I was clear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly of his mind; for I perceived by the bad <hi>Succeſſes</hi> we have had in all our <hi>At<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempts</hi> hitherto in this <hi>Plot,</hi> that we did but fight againſt <hi>Heaven,</hi> which plain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly took part againſt us, and would cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainly ruine us if we ſtill proceeded; wiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing
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him to perſiſt in his Reſolution, and that when ever he put it into Execution, I my ſelf would accompany him; and up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the ſame account I anſwered his Glaſs to me with another to him; and ſo waſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing down our <hi>Sorrows,</hi> and having em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ptied our <hi>Bottle,</hi> we called for a Reckon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, and departed, not without mutual Aſſurances of a farther Correſpondence to be had betwixt us, (ſo confident was the <hi>Shammer</hi> of my faithfulneſs to him;) but I was reſolved to be wary my ſelf how I truſted him, leſt I ſhould bring a <hi>Sham</hi> upon my ſelf. And now my Fancy being releaſed from this Adventure, while I was ſtudiouſly muſing upon the Occurrences of it, I was ſuddenly attacqued by another <hi>Extaſie,</hi> by the force of which, I was rapt into a moſt pleaſant Country, and within that, to one of the goodlieſt Towns that ever mine Eyes beheld; Sci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuate upon the <hi>Banks</hi> of a large and pleaſant <hi>River;</hi> I underſtood upon enqui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, that this was <hi>Minerva</hi>'s <hi>City,</hi> our <hi>Albonian Athens,</hi> and one of two <hi>Seminaries</hi> of Learning belonging to this <hi>Country.</hi> I was glad (methoughts) by this opportunity to ſatisfie my Curio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſity with the Delights of this place, which
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I had never before ſeen; and to that end, entring at one of the <hi>Gates,</hi> I went on, gazing upon the <hi>ſumptuous</hi> and ſtately <hi>Structures</hi> of the <hi>Colledges</hi> and places of <hi>Learning;</hi> but wondred that I ſaw ſo few <hi>Schollars</hi> in them, but inſtead of them, to ſee them filled with great num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bers of <hi>Illuſtrious</hi> Perſons of the <hi>No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility</hi> and <hi>Gentry,</hi> walking with their Swords by their Sides, and <hi>Lacquies</hi> af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter them: Many of them had Papers in their hands, which I perceived, that they were buſily diſcourſing about; and the whole <hi>Town,</hi> I perceived, was very full of <hi>People</hi> of all Ranks and Qualities. I could not imagine the meaning of this great Convention, till I was ſoon after re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved by this accident; for happening (in my perambulations) upon a pleaſant Gar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den belonging to one of the <hi>Colledges,</hi> I entred into it, and taking a private walk within a <hi>Grove</hi> of Trees, whom ſhould I meet there, but my old Friend <hi>Phileroy,</hi> who admiring to ſee me there, and to find him out in that <hi>ſolitary</hi> place: I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved him that I came hither I knew not how, and met here I knew not who; but deſired him (as he had hitherto been my <hi>Intelligeneer</hi>) to ſatisfie me
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what was the meaning of this <hi>great Aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſembly;</hi> this he promiſed to do, but be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore he did that, would needs know of me, what News I could tell him from <hi>Londinopolis:</hi> To gratifie him in which, I told him what I had heard and ſeen of the late <hi>Adventure</hi> of the <hi>Meal-<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap>,</hi> and of my Diſcourſe with O<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>, all which, he told me, he underſtood be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore he left <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> and ſome o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther paſſages relating to that <hi>Deſign</hi> he acquainted me, which I knew not before; as that after <hi>Camperil</hi> had fully made out his Diſcovery, and thereby detected the ſeverall parties concerned in the De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign; the <hi>Lady Wiſpo</hi> was examined by the <hi>Royal Council</hi> about it, and upon ſubſtantial proofs being convicted of ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving an hand therein, was by their Order ſent a Priſoner to the Royal Tower; <hi>Gad</hi> the <hi>Conjurer</hi> was ſent to the <hi>Den of Thieves,</hi> where he pretended to make a <hi>Diſcovery,</hi> impeaching ſome <hi>Perſons</hi> of <hi>quality</hi> as concerned with him, and ſo (ſaid he) by what means I know not, he got at laſt his Diſcharge: And as for the <hi>Petropolitan Midwife,</hi> ſaid <hi>P<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>crey,</hi> ſhe ſo obſtinately perſiſted in Juſtification of her Practices, that ſhe publiſhed a
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                  <hi>Book</hi> in Vindication of them, and reflect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing too much upon the Juſtice of the <hi>Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment,</hi> in matters relating to this <hi>Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery,</hi> ſhe was for this (upon a <hi>Trial</hi> had for the ſame) fined the Sum of 1000 <abbr>
                     <hi>l.</hi>
                  </abbr> and ſentenced to ſtand three days in the <hi>Piliory,</hi> which Sentence was accordingly executed upon her in the midſt of Thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſands of Spectators; who (beſides whole vollies of Curſes ſpent upon her) had it not been for a Board that ſhe held in her hand to defend her ſelf with, had certain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly brained her before ſhe was taken down; but being by a ſtrong Guard at laſt deli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered from the fury of the Rabble, and carried back to Priſon; but a worſe miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortune than this ſoon after befel her; for <hi>Camperil</hi> and others making out ſome new Diſcoveries againſt her, of a more dangerous conſequence, ſhe was thereup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on continued in <hi>Priſon,</hi> under no leſs charge than that of <hi>High-Treaſon</hi> againſt the <hi>King</hi> and <hi>Government.</hi> But, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> (leaving this) heard you no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing in Town of one <hi>Arnoldus?</hi> I told him no; why then, ſaid he, I will ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaint you with a new <hi>Deſign</hi> of the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitans</hi> lately acted: This <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>noldus</hi> a Magiſtrate in the <hi>Cambrian
<pb n="275" facs="tcp:95381:147"/>
Countries</hi> a <hi>Loyal Gentleman</hi> and great Enemy to the <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing up to <hi>Londinopolis</hi> to make ſome Diſcoveries againſt them to the <hi>Royal Council,</hi> was one night late ſet upon in a narrow Lane by a crew of <hi>Ruffians, (Petropolitans</hi> all of them) who got him down, and with their Knives had cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainly murdered him, had not a <hi>Boy</hi> with a light accidentally paſt by, which cauſed them to fly, and leaving him weltring in his Blood, having cut his Throat from Ear to Ear, but not ſo mortally, having ſcaped his Wind-Pipe, but that he afterwards recovered: Two of theſe <hi>Dillains</hi> were afterwards diſcovered and brought to <hi>Tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>al;</hi> and fined in a great Sum of Money; beſides the puniſhment of ſtanding in the Pillory near to the place where the Fact was committed, where the <hi>Guards</hi> about them had much a do to preſerve him from being torn in pieces by the <hi>People,</hi> before they could get them back to <hi>Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon;</hi> their durance for ſome time in which, was to make up the <hi>Conſummation</hi> of their Puniſhment.</p>
               <p>And now, ſaid <hi>Phileroy,</hi> I ſhall pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed to ſatisfie you concerning the great Convention you have obſerved here.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="276" facs="tcp:95381:148"/>Here are at this time (by the <hi>King</hi>'s Royal Order) aſſembled the three <hi>grand Eſtates</hi> of the <hi>Senate,</hi> by him lately called to conſider of the arduous affairs of this Kingdom; the former <hi>Senate</hi> being upon the account of ſome unhappy diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rences, ariſing upon their Proceedings to exclude the Succeſſion of the <hi>Great Duke</hi> to the <hi>Crown</hi> of this <hi>Kingdom,</hi> ſome time ſince <hi>diſſolved;</hi> but moſt of the old Members of that <hi>Senate</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing choſen by the <hi>Countries</hi> to ſerve a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain in this, it is much feared if as their <hi>Dictator</hi> hath declared, <hi>(They are not given to Change)</hi> leſt they ſhould fall upon the <hi>ſame</hi> meaſures they did before, which if they do, will inevitably cauſe a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nother <hi>Diſſolution;</hi> and all our great hopes of their Proceedings in the Diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very of this <hi>Plot,</hi> and to bring the <hi>Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tropolitan Lords</hi> to Judgment will be utterly defeated.</p>
               <p>And I the rather fear, (ſaid <hi>Phileroy</hi>) that (notwithſtanding all the great and ſumptuous Preparations made here for their Reception) their ſtay here will not be long upon account of another matter which has unhappily faln out.</p>
               <p>For, ſaid he, you cannot but know,
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that there has been a great noiſe made, for ſome time, of another <hi>Plot</hi> like to this (if not the ſame) carried on by the <hi>Petropo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litans</hi> in <hi>Bogland,</hi> to kill the <hi>Vice-Roy</hi> of that place, to <hi>maſſacre</hi> the Inha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bitants, and to cauſe an <hi>Invaſion</hi> of that <hi>Country</hi> by the <hi>Franconians;</hi> ſeveral Perſons have been ſeized upon this account, and Informations given to the <hi>Royal Council</hi> by Witneſſes that have come o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver from that place to give in Evidence againſt them, who have fully proved the truth of the ſaid <hi>Plot;</hi> notwithſtanding the <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> according to their old wont, have endeavoured ſeveral ways to <hi>Shain</hi> it off upon the <hi>Chriſtians,</hi> tho without effect.</p>
               <p>Amongſt others that have been ſeized for this <hi>Plot,</hi> there was one <hi>Fitzar</hi> noto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riouſly concerned in it, and now a <hi>Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoner</hi> in the <hi>Royal Tower,</hi> who ('tis ſaid) hath, ſince his being there, diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered things of ſuch a dangerous Conſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quence to ſome <hi>great</hi> Perſons, that En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavours have been made to prevent his farther Proceedings on that kind, by bringing him to <hi>ſpeedy Iuſtice,</hi> to which end they have obtained the <hi>Royal Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſsion</hi> for the trying him by <hi>Iudges</hi> therein ſpecially deputed.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="278" facs="tcp:95381:149"/>But the <hi>Lower Senate</hi> having now notice of it, have endeavoured to prevent that Proceeding by having the matter brought to be examined before them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves, and to that end have preferred an Impeachment againſt him in the <hi>Senate</hi> of <hi>Lords</hi> before whom he appears to ſtand now chargeable.</p>
               <p>And this way of proceeding appearing, as it were, deſigned to prevent the other, it is much feared, may occaſion ſuch <hi>miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>underſtandings</hi> as may cauſe the brea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king up of the <hi>Seſſion.</hi>
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               <p>And according as <hi>Phileroy</hi> had pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gnoſticated, it unhappily fell out. For within a little time after, I perceived the bright <hi>Glory</hi> that had for ſome days made this place <hi>Illuſtrious,</hi> to ſet in a <hi>black</hi> Cloud of Grief and Amazement; eſpecially to the Townſmen of <hi>Minerva</hi>'s <hi>City.</hi> The <hi>Senate</hi> being diſſolved, and the <hi>Senators</hi> all in a buſſle preparing for a departure, my nimble <hi>Genius</hi> out ſtript the greateſt haſt they could make, and lodged me again in fanſie at <hi>Londinopolis,</hi> before any of them could be one foot on the Road towards it.</p>
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                           <hi>
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                                 <desc>•</desc>
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                                 <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
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                  <p>
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                        <p>
                           <hi>Stafford beheaded</hi>
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                  <p>
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                        <p>
                           <hi>Parham Return fram Oxford</hi>
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                  <p>
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                        <p>
                           <hi>Mealtub Plott defeated.</hi>
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               <q>
                  <pb n="279" facs="tcp:95381:150"/>
                  <l>Theſe <hi>airy</hi> flights ſo <hi>expeditious</hi> were,</l>
                  <l>Thought I a place, then I was ſtraightways there.</l>
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               <p>We had been ſo long <hi>dreaming</hi> over this <hi>Plot</hi> with long Halts and Pau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, that I perceived many of our Towns<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men fanſied their apprehenſions of it to be no other than a <hi>Dream</hi> indeed. So that, methoughts, I have been fain (when I have been in company with ſuch) to pinch them hard, and rub their eyes for them, to make them believe themſelves to be awake.</p>
               <p>Yet one paſſage, ſuddenly after this late <hi>Diſcovery,</hi> brake out with ſo great a noiſe, as made our <hi>Gentlemen</hi> to <hi>open</hi> their Eyes indeed, and look about them; being a new <hi>Diſcovery</hi> made out to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firm the truth of the <hi>Original action</hi> in this <hi>multiform-Plot</hi> the Murther of Sir <hi>Edmond.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Circumſtances of which, as I had them from <hi>Phileroy,</hi> and the laſt Intel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligence that I ever had from him, were theſe:</p>
               <p>Since the diſſolution of the laſt <hi>Senate, Fitzar</hi> was brought before the Judges
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of the <hi>Kings Great Tribunal,</hi> to be there tried for his <hi>Treaſons,</hi> but he re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſed to own the <hi>Iuriſdiction</hi> of that <hi>Court,</hi> as ſtanding impeached in the <hi>Great Senate,</hi> who were a <hi>Superiour Iuriſdiction.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This Plea of his (though ſtrongly urged) by his <hi>Advocates</hi>) was over-ruled by the <hi>Iudges,</hi> who affirmed their own <hi>Iu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſdiction,</hi> and ſo proceeded to trie him, and cauſed him to anſwer in <hi>Court</hi> to the <hi>Charge</hi> againſt him.</p>
               <p>Which having done <hi>Fitzar</hi> requeſted of the <hi>Iudges</hi> that he might be examined by ſome of them in private concerning ſome matters that he had to reveal to them of this <hi>Plot.</hi> This his requeſt they granted, and thereupon <hi>Fitzar</hi> informed them that he had been one concerned in or at leaſt acquainted with the <hi>Murther</hi> of Sir <hi>Edmond;</hi> and that beſides other perſons, the <hi>Grand Caſhier</hi> himſelf was a Party concerned in it.</p>
               <p>And having taken his <hi>Oath</hi> of the truth of this matter before the Inquiſitors of that <hi>Court,</hi> they preſently drew up a Charge of <hi>Murther</hi> againſt the <hi>Grand Caſhier,</hi> who, 'tis expected (it being his own deſire) will very ſuddenly be tried by
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his <hi>Peers</hi> upon it, although at the ſame time he ſtands impeached in the <hi>Grand Senate,</hi> for Crimes, according to the <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bonian Laws,</hi> of an higher nature.</p>
               <p>But now to blind this Diſcovery, another piece of <hi>Villany</hi> is contrived to <hi>ſham off</hi> the credit of it, by hiring one <hi>Mae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gar,</hi> a <hi>Petropolitan Boglander</hi> to give out a Report that Sir <hi>Edmond</hi> was not murthered (contrary to what the World had hitherto believed) by any but himſelf, that he had hanged himſelf with his <hi>own hands,</hi> but that to ſave his Eſtate (which according to the <hi>Albonia</hi>) Laws in ſuch caſes is forfeited) Sir <hi>Edmonds</hi> Brothers had procured him to run him through with his own Sword, and leave him in ſuch manner as is at firſt mentioned. This Tale he muſt needs tell firſt to the <hi>Grand Caſhier</hi> himſelf, who gets the <hi>Conſtable</hi> of the <hi>Royal Tower</hi> to have the hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of it; who thereupon ſends him to the <hi>Royal Council</hi> to be examined about it: Before them, at firſt he very ſtubbornly perſiſts in affirming the Reports. But while he was in Cuſtody, having leave gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven him to write a Letter to one of the <hi>Royal Secretaries,</hi> he together with that, ſlips a Letter into the <hi>Meſſengers</hi>
                  <pb n="282" facs="tcp:95381:152"/>
hands directed to the <hi>Petropolitan Midwife</hi> (the famous Inſtrument of of theſe Deſigns) acquainting her with what he had done, and deſiring to receive new inſtructions from her. This Letter was by the honeſt Meſſenger conveyed to the <hi>Royal Council,</hi> who upon Examina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, charging him with it, he preſently owned it; and withall made a free, and (if I may call it ſo) ingenious <hi>Confeſſion</hi> of the whole <hi>Intrigue,</hi> and how he was hired, and by whom, to carry on this <hi>ſham</hi> and Villainous Deſign.</p>
               <p>I was now (methoughts) diverting my ſelf in a ſolitary place not far from the City, muſing upon theſe matters, when it came into my mind, that as the finding out this execrable <hi>Murther</hi> was the very <hi>Ground-work</hi> of our <hi>Diſcoveries,</hi> and belief of the <hi>Plot;</hi> ſo now we may plain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſee the <hi>Policy</hi> of the <hi>Petropolitans,</hi> after ſo many <hi>Diſcoveries</hi> made, and their <hi>Shams</hi> to overthrow them defea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, that they ſhould go about to weaken thi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> foundation, ſo to render our ſubſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quent <hi>Informations</hi> of the leſs cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dit.</p>
               <p>But could not theſe <hi>Execrable Vil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lains</hi> (thought I with my ſelf) be con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent
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to take away the life of that <hi>In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocent Gentleman,</hi> but they muſt take away his good name too, by making him guilty of their <hi>Murther.</hi> O <hi>Impu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence!</hi> O <hi>Villany</hi> in the Abſtract! Whilſt I continued in this <hi>Thinking Fit,</hi> I was on the ſuddain diverted by the approach of an <hi>Apparition</hi> towards me; it was different from thoſe infernal ones that I had hitherto been converſant with, being incircled with a <hi>Glory</hi> that ſpread it ſelf round about like the Rayes of the Sun, and the <hi>Luſter</hi> thereof rendred its <hi>Form</hi> (which was that of a comely tall perſon) not onely awful but amiable; its looks were <hi>Angel-like,</hi> full of Gaiety and Sweetneſs: but withal I perceived a <hi>Sword</hi> run through his body. He glided towards me with a leiſurely motion, and upon a convenient approach ſtood ſtill, and in a ſweet and delightful air (far more tunable than any mortal breath can ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs) he ſpake to me in theſe Diſticks.</p>
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                  <l>From <hi>bliſsful Shades</hi> and <hi>Springs of Joy<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>
                     </hi> come</l>
                  <l>(Bearing the <hi>Signal</hi> of my <hi>Martyrdom;</hi>)</l>
                  <l>To thee, <hi>(O Mortal;)</hi> I was once the <hi>Man</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>That firſt oppos'd the <hi>Petropolitan</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <pb n="284" facs="tcp:95381:153"/>
                     <hi>Deſign</hi> againſt <hi>Albonia,</hi> and for that</l>
                  <l>Became the <hi>Object</hi> of their vengeful hare.</l>
                  <l>For that by their <hi>accurſed</hi> hands I fell</l>
                  <l>A <hi>Martyr</hi> for the <hi>King</hi> and <hi>Commonwealt</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>This Sword they then ran through my <hi>guiltleſs</hi> ſide,</l>
                  <l>To make men think by mins <hi>own</hi> hands I di'd:</l>
                  <l>Not <hi>ſatisfi'd</hi> to take away my breath,</l>
                  <l>But as it were to <hi>kill</hi> me after <hi>Death,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>They wound my <hi>name,</hi> and by prodigious <hi>lies,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>They make of <hi>that</hi> another <hi>Sacrifice;</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>This they attempt now by a <hi>new Deſign</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>To make my <hi>Murther</hi> not their <hi>own,</hi> but mine<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>But <hi>(Mortal)</hi> Go and tell the <hi>World</hi> that I</l>
                  <l>Deſerve to have my dying <hi>memory</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Better eſteem'd. Some guilty bloud they have</l>
                  <l>As <hi>Victims</hi> offered upon my <hi>Grave;</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>But I'm not yet appeas'd, my <hi>Bloud</hi> yet cries</l>
                  <l>For theirs, by whom I fell a <hi>Sacrifice.</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>Tell the World this, and let a <hi>Statue</hi> be</l>
                  <l>S<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> up to vindicate my memory.</l>
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               <p>Upon the cloſe of this I heard a melo<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>dious <hi>Chore</hi> of <hi>Raviſhing Voices;</hi> wh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> while I was attending to, I perceived t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#PDCC" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>
                  <pb n="285" facs="tcp:95381:153"/>
                  <hi>Apparition</hi> with a brisk <hi>Levatto,</hi> to aſcend the Air in a triumphant manner, and then I waked out of my Dream, and fell to my Devotion.</p>
               <q>
                  <l>Kind Heav'ns defend our Gracious KING, till he</l>
                  <l>Shall <hi>livingly</hi> refute <hi>Gad's</hi> 'Strology,</l>
                  <l>And all the other Romiſh Calculations,</l>
                  <l>Predicting the KING's ruine and the Nations.</l>
                  <l>Lord let him live beyond the Scheme they ſet him</l>
                  <l>I wiſh, and longer too than they would let him.</l>
                  <l>Yea let him live ſo long, ſo long, till we</l>
                  <l>His fam'd Succeſſor ſhall deſire to ſee,</l>
                  <l>Then ſhall he live unto Eternity.</l>
                  <l>My Dream is out, I wiſh the Plot were ſo,</l>
                  <l>And that my Dreaming might no farther go:</l>
                  <l>But if provok'd by theſe deſigning men<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </l>
                  <l>'Tis ten to one but I ſhall dream again<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
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