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Some time before Bothwell, notwithstanding all ⟨the⟩ searches that were made for him by the enemy, whieh were both strict and frequent, he preached ⟨publicly⟩ for eighteen Sabbath-days to multitudes, ⟨consisting⟩ of several thousands, within a little more ⟨than⟩ a quarter of a mile of the city of Glasgow, ⟨yea⟩, so near it, that the psalms, when singing were heard through several parts, of it; and yet all this ⟨time⟩ uninterrupted.
At Bothwell, being taken by the enemy, and ⟨struck⟩ down to the ground with a sword, seeing nothing but present death for him, having received ⟨several⟩ dangerous wounds in the head, one of the soldiers asked his name; he told him it was Donald Cargill; another asked him, if he was a minister? He answered, he was; whereupon they let him go. When his wounds were examined, he feared to ask if they were mortal, desiring, in admission to God, to live, judging that the Lord had yet further work for him to accomplish.
Some time after the battle at Bothwell, he was pursued from his own chamber out of town, and forced to go through several thorn hedges. But he was no sooner out, than he saw a troop of dragoons just opposite to him; back he could not go, soldiers being posted every where to catch him; upon which he went forward, near by the troop, who looked to him, and he to them, until he got past. But coming to the place of the water at which he intended to go over, he saw another troop standing on the other side, who called to him but he made them no answer. And going about a mile up the
