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Kilbride, and next morning, by sun-rising, came to St. John's Kirk, and having searched it, he searched also the house of one Thomson, and then came to Covington-mill, and there apprehended him, Mr Smith, and Boig. Bonshaw, when he found them, cried out, O blessed Bonshaw! and blessed day that, ever I was born! that has found such a prize! a prize of 5000 merks for apprehending him this; morning! They marched hard to Lanark and put them in jail, until they got some refreshment and then brought them out in haste, got horses and set the prisoners on their bare backs. Bonshaw tied Mr Cargill's feet below the horse's belly, with his own hands, very hard; at which this man looked down to him and said, 'Why do you tie me so hard your wickedness is great. You will not long escape the just judgment of God; and, if I be not mistaken, it will seize you in this very place.' Which accordingly next year came to pass; for having got this price of blood, one of his comrades, in a rage ran him through with a sword at Lanark; and his last words were, 'G———d d———n my soul eternally, for I am gone.' Mischief shall hunt the violent man.
They came to Glasgow in haste, fearing a rescue of the prisoners: and while waiting at the Tolbooth till the magistrates came to receive them, one John Nisbet, the Archbishop's factor, said to Mr Cargill in ridicule, three times over, Will you give us one word more? (alluding to an expression he used sometimes when preaching); to whom Mr Cargill said with regret, ' Mock not, lest your lands be made strong. The day is coming, when you shall not have
