from the window, and gave her a little chastisement, though not what she deserved.
"Her cries brought in the men, who, forcing the door, came up, and snatched her from my hands.—She directly run down stairs.—One of the horsemen took her before him, and they galloped off, regardless of my cries or imprecations.—'Twas in vain to pursue them; I had no horse, and was unacquainted with the turnings in the roads, if I had.
"Whilst I was tearing my beard, and cursing the vile ungrateful wretch, one of the servants came in, and said the young woman was in fits; so here was another plague upon me.—However, I had not lost my charity, so I ascended to help her, but she did not recover 'till night, and has continued very ill ever since; hardly speaks at all, but sighs from the bottom of her heart.—It seems 'twas the voices and bustle those vile Christians made, which occasioned her fits.—This is the state of things here; I am almost mad, and your treacherous wicked sister has basely
