Chap.,. according to St M A ti ti ia $ vv, mother of M Ma in Germany ( when fhe five her forme whip% and branded in the fore-head for oppofing the Popes Indulgences', and callinghimAntichrifl ) tohearten her Cosine, and cry out, vi- vat Chriftxr ejol infignia: Bleffed be Chríli, and welcome be, three marks of his.. Conftantintss aCitizenof Rhone ( with three other) being, for defence of the Gofpet, condemned to be burn- ed, were put into a dung-cart, who thereat r:joycing, laid, that they were reputed here the excrements of the world ; but yet their death was a tweet odour to God. When the chain was par about .Alice Driver! neck, Oh, faid ífte, Litre tea goat1y nec.frchiel dleffed be ©od,fr it, AlgerisrrChrif}s prifoner thus dated his let- ter, From the del, c`tatle Orell.prd cf the Leoxine pr w "a. And, am inpri fo;1 titi ï be ia prifón, laid S%:uaders. And indeed, laid 9rad;fird, I thank God mortof this prifon, then of any parlour, yea thenofany pleafure that ever Ihail, for in it I iïnde God, my nofl fweet GodAwaits. After I came intoprifon ( faith R abert Glover, Martyr, in a letter to his wife) and had, repofed my tell therea while,Lwept for joy and gladncffe my belly -full, muting taut t of the great merci " of God, and, as it were, thus fayit;g to ;-ray (elf; Lord, who arca J, onwhorn thou fhouldit beftow this great mercy, to be nunbred among the Saints that faflet for thy Gofpel fake ? And i tüa,t carried to the 4.-nìe- houle, faithM. Phil- or, where I and my fix fellows doe roufe together, in the thaw, as chearfully;we thank God, as others doe in their beds of down. And, in another letter ; 1-am now in the Cole-hou(è, a dark and uglyprifon, as any is about London but my darkbody of finne bath well detèrved the fame,&c. And, I thank the Lord, I am not alone, but have fix other faithfull companions, who in our dar <ne(fedoe cheerfully fing hymns and prailes to God, for `his great goodn, ffe. We are fo joyfull, that I with you part of my joy, arc. Good brethren ( faith William Timt, Martyr ) I am kept alone, andyet, I thank . od he comforteth me, paff all the comfort of any man ; for I was never merrier in Chrill:. You (hall be whipt andburned for this gear, I t.ow ( (aid one M. Fo- Jer to rob» Fortune, Martyr) To whom he replied: If you knew how therewords rejoyce mine heart, you would not have fpoken them. Why, quothFoffer, thou fool, dolt thou rejoyce in whipping ? Yea, faid Fortune, for it is written in the Scri- pture, and Chrifi faith, re (hall be whiptfoamyNames (iclZe. And fine the time that the (word of tyranny came into your hand, I 1 4 heard /bid i i t ; /bid. t 6;;. Tn the Lady Vane. ;64/.1669, Ib'! 7L6,
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