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 thereafter. The foreſaid John Muirhead and John Waddel, and others of our Scots ſufferers, who had heard him preach the Sabbath day before, concluded this was the ſhot beneath the right wing that he ſpoke of, Charles II. dying the Friday's night before.

23 After this he longed to be out of Ireland, what through the fearful apprehenſions of that diſmal day of rebellion in Ireland that came upon it four years thereafter, and that he might take part with the ſufferers of Scotland. Coming near the coaſt one morning, John Muirhead came to him lying within a hedge: He ſaid, Have ye any news, John? John ſaid, There is great fear of the Iriſh riſing. He ſaid, No no, John; the time of their riſing is not yet; but they will riſe and dreadful will it be at laſt. He was long detained waiting for a lark, not daring to go to public ports, but to ſome remote creek of the ſea. Alexander Gordon of Kinſtuir, in Galloway, had agreed with one, but Mr. Peden would not ſail the ſea with him, having ſome foreſight of what he did prove afterwards. In the beginning of Auguſt before this, Kinſtuir was relieved at Enterken path, going from Dumfries to Edinburgh priſoner: When the news of it came to Ireland, our Scots ſufferers their acquaintance were glad of the news eſpecially that Kinſtuir had eſcaped. He ſaid, What mean all this Kinſtuiring? There is ſome of them relieved there, that one of them is worth many of him; for all will be aſhamed of him ere all be done. Being in this ſtrait, he ſaid to Robert Wark, an old worthy Chriſtian, worthy of credit, Robert, go and take ſuch a man with you, and the firſt bark ye can find, compel them, for they will be like the dogs in Egypt, not one of them will move their tongue againſt you. Accordingly, Robert and his comrade found it out ſo, and brought her to that ſecret place where he was. When Robert and his comrade came and told him, he was glad, and very kind and free; but he ſeemed under a cloud at that time. He ſaid, Lads, I have loſt my proſpect, wherewith I was wont to