t by bishop Paterson's means, his name was excluded. This
made Monmouth say he should get the matter done another way, as soon as
he came to London. Which coming to Lauderdale's ears at court, by means
of lord Stairs, the king signed a warrant, turning the sentence of death
to banishment from Scotland only; and so he was liberated, and returned
back to his old habitation in England.

But not long after his return, hearing they intended in these parts to
apprehend him again, he retired westward in the English borders; where
he frequently preached, _viz._ Kilderhead, Wheeler, Causeway, Deadwater,
&c.

What wonderful success the preaching of the gospel had by ministers
retiring thither under the persecuting period, to the repressing, yea,
almost extinguishing, the feuds, thefts and robberies so connatural unto
these places and people about the borders, has been worth a singular and
serious observation.

Before his apprehending, he had preached with much success at Blewcairn
in Lauder moor, and several places in the Merse and Teviotdale,
especially at Fogo moor, upon these words, Psal. cii. _Thou shalt arise,
and have mercy on Zion_, &c. After which he had a very remarkable escape
from his enemies. After his return, upon a line from Mr. Temple, he went
to Berwick. But the news coming in the mean time there, that the earl of
Argyle was escaped from Edinburgh, caused no small confusion in that
place; out of which he emerged, and at last having surmounted several
difficulties, by means of his good friends and acquaintance, he got to
the house of Mr. Ogle the outed minister of Berwick, now six miles from
the place. He desired him to stay till Sabbath was over, and perform an
old promise of giving a sermon to one Hall and his lady; to which he
assented.

But going to bed after this confusion, he being weary fell asleep, and
dreamed that his house at Stanton-hall (more than 30 miles distant) was
all on fire; which made him awake with no small consternation, resolving
to take journey home. But it not being time to rise, he fell asleep, and
dreaming the same thing over again, awaking all in a sweat. The doubling
of the dream he took for a clear call to go home, and telling the dream
to Mr. Ogle, (who called it a maggot) he excused himself the best way he
could to the laird and lady, to whom he was to preach, and went off.
About a mile and a half from his own house, he met Torwoodlee's man, who
said, O Sir, you are long looked f