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 the ground as ye see my bonnet ly. How lamentably is this accomplished to the observation of all who see with half an eye!

32. At this time it was seldom that Mr. Peden could be prrvailedprevailed [sic] with to preach, frequently answering and advising people to pray meikle, saying, It was praying folk that would win thro the storm: they would preaching both m iklemeikle [sic] and good, but not meikle  of it, until judgments poured out to lay the land desolate. And at other times, We needed not look for great or good day of the gospel, until the sword of  Frenches were amongst us to make a dreadful slaughter; and after that, bra good days. He and Mr. Donald Cargil saw as it had been with one eye, and with one breath; and frequently, when they prest  to preach, he had the same expressions in his answers.

33. Three lads murdered it Wigtoun; at the same time he was praying at Craigmyne, many miles distant, he cried out. There's a bloody sacrifice put up this at Wigtoun. These were the lads of Kirkelly, and who lived near, knew not of it till it was past. I this account from William M'Dougal. an old man Ferrytoun, near Wigtoun, worthy of credit, who  present.

34. After this, in Auchengrooch muirs, in Nithsdale, captain John Mathison and others being with him, were alarmed that the enemies were coming fast  them, they designed to put him in some hole and  him with heather, he not being able to run hard  reason of his age; he desired them to forbear a little  he prayed, where he said. Lord, we are ever at thy hand; and if we had not thy command to  thee in the day of our trouble, and thy promise of  us in the day of our distress, we wot not  would become of us; if thou hast any more work  in this world, allow us the lap of thy cloak the ; and if this be the day of our going off the, let us win honestly off, and comfortably thro, and  souls will sing forth thy praises to eternity, for  thou hast done to us, and for usWhen ended,  his alone a little, and came quickly back, saying,  the bitterness of this blast is over; we'll be no  troubled with them to day. Foot and horse came length of Andrew Clark's in Auchengrooch, where  were covered with a dark mist; when they saw it,  like fleshly devils, and cried out, There's the  mist again, we cannot get these damn'd whigs