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 house were broken to pieces, so that they trembled and wiged the selves elsewhere when upon a great clad of thunder, with a whirlwind the doors flew open and a mighty rushing of wind entered with the hisses of serpents, shriks and cries upon which he lamentably cried out, Murder and there was such roaring in the hall as if all the devils in hell had been their. When day light appeard, they took the boldness to enter into the room, and found his brains beaten out against the wall, and the floor sprinkled with blood; but missing his body they went in search of it and found it on the dung-hill mangled and mashed to pices. So ended this miserable wretch's life, forsaking God, and all goodness and given up to his implacable enemy which we hope may stand not only as a fearful, but lasting monument and warning to others.