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Come from this hateful spot, my sweet child! Cruel as our lot is, we shall be, for what remains of this day, together. Ay, there she comes, and the deel raging within her.—The blackest witch of a'.—Let her be brunt at the stake that was meant for the leddy.—Hurra! hurra! mair faggots and a fiercer fire for Grizeld!—Hurra! and defiance to Satan and his agents! [A trumpet sounds without, and the tumult increases, till a company of Soldiers appears under arms, and enter an Officer, accompanied by .]

You will please, Mr. Sheriff, to make the contents of this paper public.

I charge every one here, at his peril, to be silent. (Reading.)

"Be it known unto all men, that the King's Majesty, with the Lords and Commons in