apartment, with an intimation, that his parole confined him to it for the present.
After about a quarter of an hour spent, in solitary musing on the strange vicissitades of his late life, the attention of Morton was summoned to the window by a great noise in the street beneath. Trumpets, drums, and kettle drums, contended in noise with the shouts of a numerous rabble, and apprised him that the royal cavalry were passing in the triumphal attitude which Claverhouse had mentioned. The magistrates of the city, attended by their guard of halberts, had met the victors with their welcome, at the gate of the city, and now preceded them as a part of the procession. The next object was two heads borne upon pikes; and before each bloody head were carried the hands of the dismembered sufferers, which were, by the brutal mockery of those who bore them, often approached towards each other as if in the attitude of exhortation or prayer. These bloody trophies belonged
