them once
more, that they would but step into the next room for an hour or two,
and leave him with the dead youth; and this they granted. Then Mr. Welch
fell down before the pallet, and cried to the Lord with all his might,
and sometimes looked upon the dead body, continuing in wrestling with
the Lord, till at length the dead youth opened his eyes, and cried out
to Mr. Welch, whom he distinctly knew, O Sir, I am all whole, but my
head and legs; and these were the places they had sore hurt with their
pinching.
When Mr. Welch perceived this, he called upon his friends, and shewed
them the dead young man restored to life again, to their great
astonishment. And this young nobleman, though he lost the estate of
Ochiltry, lived to acquire a great estate in Ireland, and was Lord
Castle-Stuart, and a man of such excellent parts, that he was courted by
the earl of Stafford to be a councellor in Ireland; which he refused to
be, until the godly silenced Scottish ministers, who suffered under the
bishops in the north of Ireland, were restored to the exercise of their
ministry, and then he engaged, and continued to for all his life, not
only in honour and power, but in the profession and practice of
godliness, to the great comfort of the country where be lived. This
story the nobleman himself communicated to his friends in Ireland.
While Mr. Welch was minister in one of these French villages, upon an
evening a certain popish friar travelling through the country, because
he could not find lodging in the whole village, addressed himself to Mr.
Welch's house for one night. The servants acquainted their master, and
he was content to receive this guest. The family had supped before he
came, and so the servants convoyed the friar to his chamber, and after
they had made his supper, they left him to his rest. There was but a
timber partition betwixt him and Mr. Welch, and after the friar had
slept his first sleep, he was surprized with the hearing of a silent,
but constant whispering noise, at which he wondered very much, and was
not a little troubled.
The next morning he walked in the fields, where he chanced to meet with
a country man, who saluting him because of his habit, asked him, Where
he had lodged that night? The friar answered, He had lodged with the
hugenot minister. Then the country man asked him, what entertainment he
had? The friar answered, Very bad: for, said he, I always held, that
devils haunted these ministers house
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