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look over to the bloody land, and tell you and others, what enemies and friends were doing: the devil and I puddles and rides time about upon one another; but it I were uppermoſt again, ſhall ride hard, and ſpur-gaw well: I have been praying for a ſwift paſſage over to the ſinful land, come of us what will. And now Alexander Gordon is away with my prayer wind; but it were good for the remnant in Scotland, he never ſaw it; for as the Lord lives, he ſhall wound that intereſt ere he go off the ſtage. This ſadly came to paſs in his life, and was a reproach to it at his death. A little before they came off, he baptiſed a child to John Maxwell, a Glaſgow-man, who was fled over from the perſecution: In his diſcourſe before baptiſm, he burſt out into a rapture, foretelling that black day that was to come upon Ireland, and ſad days to Scotland, and after all this was to come good days. Mrs. Maxwell or Mary Elphingſton, the mother of the child, yet alive in Glasgow, told me this, that in the time he was aſſerting theſe things, ſhe was thinking and wondering what ground of aſſurance he had for them, he cried aloud, ſhaking his hand at her, and ſaid, Woman, thou art thinking and wondering within thyſelf, whether I be ſpeaking thoſe things out of the viſions of my own head, or if I be taught by the Spirit of God; I tell thee woman, thou ſhalt live and ſee that I am not miſtaken. She told me, that ſhe was very lately delivereſt, and out of her great deſire to have her child baptized before he came off, that ſhe took travail too ſoon; and being weak, and ſo ſurpriſed with telling her the thoughts of her heart, that ſhe was in danger of falling off the chair. At this exerciſe alſo he told them, that he could not win off till he got this done, and this was all the drink-money he had left in Ireland, and to the family, (pointing to the landlord) for all the kindneſs he had met with from them. After baptiſm, they got breakfaſt; and there was plenty of bread upon the table: At ſeeking a bleſſing, he put his hand beneath the bread, holding it up with much affection and tears, ſaid, Lord, here is a well covered table, and plenty of bread; but what
