ed at this game, at the same time wallowing like a
hog in a stie in all manner of filthiness, till the year 1646, that he
got that man of God George Wishart brought to the flames.--While he was
at the stake before the cardinal's castle at St. Andrews, that the
cardinal might gratify his eyes with this desirable sight, the cushions
were laid for him and his company to lean upon, while looking forth at
the windows.--After the fire was kindled, the martyr said amongst other
things, "This fire torments my body, but no ways abates my spirit, but
he who now looks down so proudly from yonder lofty palace, (pointing to
the cardinal) and feeds his eyes with my torment, shall ere long be hung
out at that window as ignominiously, as he now there leans with pride."
Accordingly some gentlemen vowed to avenge Mr. Wishart's death. The
wicked monster getting previous notice, said, Tush, a fig for the fools,
a button for the bragging of heretics. Is the Lord governor mine?
witness his oldest son with me as a pledge. Have not I the queen at my
devotion? Is not France my friend? What danger should I fear?--But in a
few days, Norman Lesly, John Lesly, and the laird of Grange entered the
castle in the morning, just as one of his harlots Mrs Ogilvie was gone
out of bed from him. The noise soon alarmed the cardinal, who was but a
little before fallen asleep. He got up and hid a coffer of gold in a
corner. Afterward with some difficulty they got in. John Lesly drew his
sword, and in sober terms told him their errand, but could bring him to
no signs of repentance or preparation for death.--Whereupon they stabbed
him; upon which he cried out, I am a priest: fy, all is gone; and so he
expired. The provost and his friends came in a fray, and demanded what
was become of him, and would not depart; which made them hang his
carcase over the window, according to Mr Wishart's words; and then they
departed;--after which he lay a considerable time unburied[269].

A FRENCH OFFICER and gentleman volunteer in the queen regent's army,
whom she employed to cut off the professors of the reformed religion,
after several outrages by him committed in Fife upon them, entered into
a poor woman's house, with a small family of children at Whiteside, to
plunder it. She offered him such provision as she had; but this would
not satisfy him; for notwithstanding all her tears and intreaties, the
cruel wretch must have what little meal and beef she had to sustain her
and her