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heat of the throng, fainted away; at which the women near her exclaimed, that “our blessed lady had appeared to her.” Immediately she was carried out, and laid on the steps that lead from the chapel to the church floor, some hundreds more saluting her with “Saint, saint, O ever-blessed saint!” This being Friday, the woman having travelled all night, to save the expence of fish, had privately eaten a bit of her own cold meat, and drank half a buckale of red wine in a tavern. At last, said our author, “Brother Arthur, I will go and open that woman’s bosom.” He did so, and raising up her head, a flood of vingurba, or sour wine, sprung down the alabaster stairs, mixed with, lumps of indigested meat; at which the people being amazed, from a saint they swore she was a devil, and, had not our travellers carried her in haste from the church to a tavern, they would doubtless have stoned her to death. Embarking in a frigate at Ancona, Arthur and Lithgow in three days arrived at Venice, where, as soon as they landed in St Mark’s Place, perceiving a great crowd of people, and in the midst of them a large smoke, inquiring the cause, they were told, that a grey-friar of the Franciscan order was burning alive at St Mark’s Place, for debauching fifteen noble nuns, and all within one year. Pressing forward, they came to the pillar,
