own door, and having shot
the wife through the head, they left her body weltering in its blood,
and her husband hanging on the gallows.

Isaiah Mondon, an elderly man, and a pious protestant, fled from the
merciless persecutors to a cleft in a rock, where he suffered the most
dreadful hardships; for, in the midst of the winter he was forced to lay
on the bare stone, without any covering; his food was the roots he could
scratch up near his miserable habitation; and the only way by which he
could procure drink, was to put snow in his mouth till it melted. Here,
however, some of the inhuman soldiers found him, and after having beaten
him unmercifully, they drove him towards Lucerne, goading him with the
points of their swords.--Being exceedingly weakened by his manner of
living, and his spirits exhausted by the blows he had received, he fell
down in the road. They again beat him to make him proceed: when on his
knees, he implored them to put him out of his misery, by despatching
him. This they at last agreed to do; and one of them stepping up to him
shot him through the head with a pistol, saying, there, heretic, take
thy request.

Mary Revol, a worthy protestant, received a shot in her back, as she was
walking along the street. She dropped down with the wound, but
recovering sufficient strength, she raised herself upon her knees, and
lifting her hands towards heaven, prayed in a most fervent manner to the
Almighty, when a number of soldiers, who were near at hand, fired a
whole volley of shot at her, many of which took effect, and put an end
to her miseries in an instant.

Several men, women, and children secreted themselves in a large cave,
where they continued for some weeks in safety. It was the custom for two
of the men to go when it was necessary, and by stealth procure
provisions. These were, however, one day watched, by which the cave was
discovered, and soon after, a troop of Roman catholics appeared before
it. The papists that assembled upon this occasion were neighbours and
intimate acquaintances of the protestants in the cave; and some of them
were even related to each other. The protestants, therefore, came out,
and implored them, by the ties of hospitality, by the ties of blood, and
as old acquaintances and neighbours, not to murder them. But
superstition overcomes every sensation of nature and humanity; so that
the papists, blinded by bigotry, told them they could not show any mercy
to heretics, and, ther