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Became a by-word, and you scorn'd the means
L. Frugal. Pray you, end.
Holdfast (Sir John Frugal's steward). Proceed, sir;
Luke. Then, as I said,
L. Frugal. No more, I pray you.
Luke. Of this, be sure, you shall not. I'll cut off
Others by your example: 'tis decreed
SCENE V. The catastrophe is the reformation of "The City Madam,' and the disgrace of the tyrannical Luke, when his brother reappears, and demands his own. The towering andacity of th hypocritical spendthrift raised to sudden riches is at its height before his final full :
Lord Lacy. You are well met,
Luke. What I wear
1. Lacy. Your betters may,
Luke. If you have nought else with me
L. Lacy. You are very peremptory; pray you stay::--
Luke. I am honester now
1. Lacy. Yet you may
Luke. What is it? I am troubled.
L. Lacy. Here are two gentlemen, the fathers of
Luke. Mine, my lord, I take it,
Luke. They are welcome, if
Goldwire. We are, so you please
Tradewell. Which we hope you will do,
. Conscience, my friends,
I, Lacy. No nioderation ?
Luxo. They cannot look for't, and preserve in me
L. Lacy. Thou dar'st not shew thyself
Luke. Good words.
L. Lacy. Such a cut-throat! I have heard of
Luke. I endure this.
L. Lacy. In thy danger?
have the title of a lord, An it please your good lordship! You are a nobleman; Pray you pay in my moneys: the interest Will eat faster in't than aquafortis in iron, Now though you bear me hard, I love your lordship. I grant your person to be privileged From all arrests; yet there lives a foolish creature Call’d an under-sheriff, who, being well paid, will serve An extent on lord's or lown's land. I would be loth your name should sink, or that Your hopeful son, when he returns from travel, Should find you, my lord, without land. You are angry For my good counsel: look you to your bonds; had I knowu. Of your coming, believe it, I would have had serjeants ready. Lord, how you fret! but that a tayern's near, You should taste a cup of muscadine in my house, To wash down sorrow; but there it will do better: I know you 'll drink a health to me.
Pay it in:
4.—THE SACK OF MAGDEBURG. ¡War is a pompous thing, and to read of a glorious victory is an exciting occupation. But war cannot be understood unless we become familiar with some of the details of wickedness and suffering which follow in its train. There is no lack of such melancholy narratives. We give one published in Harte's Life of Gustavus Adolphus ;' being the relation of a clergyman who witnessed the storm of Magdeburg in the Thirty Years' War, when Tilly, the general of the Imperial troops, ravaged that devoted city, and gave it up to all the excesses of his mer. cenary soldiers. The poor minister of the Gospel of Peace escaped ;—but we may imagine what became of the wretched people, who had no worldly goods wherewith to propitiate their brutal assailants.]
Going out of church immediately after sermon, some people of St. James's parish passed by, and toid me the enemy had entered the town. With difficulty could I persuade myself that this was any thing more than a false alarm; but the news unfortunately proved too true. I then lost my presence of mind, and as my wife and maid-servant were with me, we ran directly to my colleague, M. Malsio's house, and left our own house open. At M. Malsio's we found many people, who had fled to him in great perplexity. We comforted and exhorted each other, as far as the terror of our minds would give us leave. I was summoned thence to discharge the last duties to a colonel who lay dangerously wounded. I resolved to go, and sent my maid to fetch my gown : but before my departure from my wife and neighbours, I told them that the affair appeared to me to be concluded, and that we should meet no more in this world. My wife reproached me in a flood of tears, crying, “ Can you prevail on yourself to leave me to perish all alone? You must answer for it before God ?” I representes to her the obligations of my function, and the importance of the moments I was called upon to give my assistance in.
As I crossed the great street a multitude of matrons and young women flocked about me, and besought me, in all the agonies of distress, to advise them what to do. I told them, my best advice was to recommend themselves to God's protecting grace,
and prepare for death. At length I entered the colonel's lodging, and found nim stretched on the foor, and very weak. I gave him such consolation as the disorder of my mind would permit me: he heard me with great attention, and ordered a small present of gold to be given me, which I left on the table. In this interval, the enemy poured in by crowds at the Hamburg gate, and fired on the multitude as upon beasts of prey. Suddenly my wife and maid-servant entered the room, and persuaded me to remove immediately, alleging we should meet with no quarter, if the enemy found us in an apartment filled with arms. We ran down into the court-yard of the house, and placed ourselves in the gateway. Our enemies soon burst the gate open with an eagerness that cannot be described. The first address they made to me was, “ Priest, deliver thy money.” I gave them about four and twenty shillings in a little box, which they accepted with good will : but when they opened the box, and found only silver, they raised their tone, and demanded gold. I represented to them that I was at some distance from my house, and could not at present possibly give them more. They were reasonable enough to be contented with my auswer, and left us, after having plundered the house, without offering us any insult. There was a well-looking youth among the crowd, to whom my wife addressed herself, and besought him in God's pame to protect us : “My dear child,” said he, “it is a thing impossiöle ; we raust pursue our enemies ;” and so they retired.
In that moment another party of soldiers rushed in, who demanded also our money. We contented them with seven shillings and a couple of silver spoons, which the maid frotunately had concealed in her pocket. They were scarce gono before a soldier entered alone with the most furious countenance I ever saw ; each cheek was puffed out with a musket-ball, and he carried two muskets on his shoulder. The moment he perceived me, he cried with a voice of thunder, “ Pricst, give me thy money, or thou art dead."
As I had nothing to give him, I made my apology in the most affecting manner : he levelled a piece to shoot me, but my wife luckily turned it with her hand, and the ball passed over my head. At length, finding wo had no money, he asked for plate : my wife gave him some silver trinkets, and he went his way.
A little after came four or five soldiers, who only said, “Wicked priest, what doest thou here ?” Having said thus much, they departed.
We were now inclined to shelter ourselves in the uppermost lodgings of the house, hoping there to be less exposed and better concealed. We entered a chamber that had several beds in it, and passed some time there in the most insupportable agonies. Nothing was heard in the streets but the cries of the expiring people ; nor were the houses much more quiet; every thing was burst open or cut to pieces. We were soon discovered in our retirement: a number of soldiers poured in, and one who carried a hatchet made an attempt to cleave my skull, but a companion hinderea him and said, “ Comrade, what are you doing, don't you perceive that he is a clergyman ? "
When these were gone, a singie soldier came in, to whom my wife gave a crape handkerchief off her neck ; upon which he retired without offering us any injury. His successor was not so reasonable : for entering the chamber with his sword drawn, he immediately discharged a blow upon my head, saying, “Priest, give me thy money.” The stroke stunned ine; the blood gushed out in abundance, and frightened my wife and servant to that degree that they both continued motionless. The barbarian turned round to my wife, aimed a blow at her, but it glanced fortunately on her gown, which happened to be lined with furs, and wounded her pot. Amazed to see us so submissive and patient, he looked at us fixedly for some moments. I laid hold of this interval to represent to him that I was not in my own house, being come to the place where I was to discharge my duty to a dying person, but if he would grant us quarter, and protect us to our home, I would then bestow upon him all I had.
Agreed, priest,” said he, “give me thy wealth, and I will give thee the watch-word : it is Jesu Maria ; pronounce that, and no one will hurt thee." We went down stairs directly, highly contented to have found such a protector. The street was covered with the dead and dying: their cries were enough to have pierced the hearts of the greatest barbarians. We walked over the bodies, and when we arrived at the church of St. Catherine, met an officer of distinction on horseback. This generous person soon discovered us, and seeing me covered with blood, said to the person who conducted us, “Fellow-soldier, fellow-soldier, take care what you do to these persons.” At the same time he said to my wife, “Madam, is yonder house yours ?” My wife having answered that it was, Well,” added he, “take hold of my stirrup, conduct me thither, and you shall have quarter.” Then turning to me, and making a sign to the soldiers with his hand, he said to me, “Gentlemen of Magdeburg, you yourselves are the occasion of this destruction : you might have acted otherwise." The soldier who had used me ill, took this opportunity to steal away. Upon entering my house, we found it filled with a multitude of plunderers, whom the officer, who was a colonel, ordered away. He then said he would take up his lodging with us, and having posted two soldiers for a guard to us, left us with a promise to return forth with. We gave, with great cheerfulness, a good breakfast to our sentinels, who complimented us on the lucky fortune of falling into their colonel's hands; at the same time representing to us that their fellow-soldiers made a considerable booty while they continued inactive merely as a safe-guard to us, and