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But, to continue the Story of my Persecution. They brought me hither, and put me into a little hole on the top of a Tower of the Dungeon, where there is a Guard; the window they had plastered up, that there was only an hole of four Inches to let in the Light to see to eat. I was very ill in that place, but the Devil thought I was too well of it: and indeed I was magnificently accommodated, to what I am at present. I abode there only fifty one days; the twentieth day of August, on Monday about ten a Clock in the morning, the Commander came himself, to fetch me out, with my Clothes. Here I willingly confess my weakness, for I wept. The Commander ordered them to search my poor Straw Bed; they did it, but without success for the Eternal ⟨p. 17⟩hid all that was therein, namely, an English Bible, a Quire of Large Paper, whereof this is some, a Bag, wherein was my Pocket Book, and Inkhorn; and now, my Dear Wife, will you not praise the King of our Souls, who does such strange things? I publish them, to the end God may be blessed for them: for if they had found the fore mentioned things, they would have overwhelmed us with cruel Afflictions: the Commander is a man without pity, who will let us Blood, with a Pistol Shot, when we are Sick. They made me come down from the Tower wherein I was, and go out of the Dungeon: this Dungeon is encompassed with a Dry Ditch; the Gases of it are a Draw-Bridge; there are two great Towers at the Entry. After I had passed this Bridge, they made me go down by a Ladder into the Ditch, where they threw all my poor Clothes. The Six Soldiers that conducted me with their Arms, took the Ladder and set it up against a Tower, wherein is an hole like a little Port hole. This done, they bid me go up thither; and the Officers who were upon the Bridge, and Spectators of this Tragedy, told me, that I must go in, my feet foremost; so that I was fain to crawl in at the hole, the Wall being about eight foot thick. I entered into that charming Habitation; I found my self enveloped with profound Darkness; but the Eternal Created that, as well as the Light, so that I little matter ⟨p. 18⟩it. Now comes a Second Alarm for me: my Straw Bed could not come in at the hole; the Straw was fain to be taken out by little and little, in the presence of the fore mentioned Gentlemen, who looked down into the Ditch. Ah! Eternal God, said I, thou art my All;

But, to continue the Story of my Persecution. They brought me hither, and put me into a little hole on the top of a Tower of the Dungeon, where there is a Guard; the window they had plaistred up, that there was only an hole of four Inches to let in the Light to see to eat. I was very ill in that place, but the Devil thought I was too well of it: and indeed I was magnificently accommodated, to what I am at present. I abode there only fifty one days; the twentieth day of August, on Monday about ten a Clock in the morning, the Commander came himself, to fetch me out, with my Cloaths. Here I willingly confess my weakness, for I wept. The Commander ordered them to search my poor Straw Bed; they did it, but without success for the Eternal