ty of clothes, and but very little money.

I proposed to Isabel to remove from lodgings and retire to Amsterdam,
where I was not known, and might turn myself into some little way of
business, and work for that bread now which had been too often
squandered away upon very trifles. And upon consideration I found myself
in a worse condition than I thought, for I had nothing to recommend me
to Heaven, either in works or thoughts; had even banished from my mind
all the cardinal and moral virtues, and had much more reason to hide
myself from the sight of God, if possible, than I had to leave The
Hague, that I might not be known of my fellow-creatures. And farther to
hasten our removing to Amsterdam, I recollected I was involved in debt
for money to purchase a share in the Newfoundland trader, which was
lost, and my creditors daily threatened me with an arrest to make me pay
them.

I soon discharged my lodgings and went with Isabel to Amsterdam, where I
thought, as I was advanced in years, to give up all I could raise in the
world, and on the sale of everything I had to go into one of the
Proveniers' houses, where I should be settled for life. But as I could
not produce enough money for it, I turned it into a coffee-house near
the Stadt-house, where I might have done well; but as soon as I was
settled one of my Hague creditors arrested me for a debt of L75, and I
not having a friend in the world of whom to raise the money, was, in a
shameful condition, carried to the common jail, where poor Isabel
followed me with showers of tears, and left me inconsolable for my great
misfortunes. Here, without some very unforeseen accident, I shall never
go out of it until I am carried to my grave, for which my much-offended
God prepare me as soon as possible.

_The continuation of the Life of Roxana, by Isabel Johnson, who had
been her waiting-maid, from the time she was thrown into jail to
the time of her death._

After my lady, as it was my duty to call her, was thrown into jail for a
debt she was unable to pay, she gave her mind wholly up to devotion.
Whether it was from a thorough sense of her wretched state, or any other
reason, I could never learn; but this I may say, that she was a sincere
penitent, and in every action had all the behaviour of a Christian. By
degrees all the things she had in the world were sold, and she began to
find an inward decay upon her spirits. In this interval she repeated all
the passages of her ill-spent