more. Then Story came and two Gentlemen with him, and called for me, and then I was brought into a counting house to them. And he sayde to the Gentlemen: here commeth this heretike, the whiche I had the booke called Antychrist of. And he beganne to tell them how many tymes I had bene before him, and sayde: I haue entreated hym very gently, and he would neuer tell me the truth, tyll that it was found out by other. And then he sayde: it wer a good dede to cut thy tonge out of thy head, and thy eares of thy head, that thou mayste be an example to all other heretike knaues. And the Gentlemen said: nay that wer pitie. And he asked if that I would not become an honest man, and I said yes. for I haue offēded god many waies and then he burdened me of my faith. And I tolde hym I had made him answer of my faith, before my Lord of Windsors chaplein as much as I coulde. And then he commaunded to strip me, he standing by me, and called for two of the Bedels, and the whippes to whip me: & the two Bedels came with a cord, and bound my hāds together, and the other ende of a cord to a stone piller. Then one of my frendes, called Nicolas Pristman, hearyng them call for whips, hurled in a bundell of roddes, whiche semed muche to pacifye the mynde of a cruell tyraunt. And so they scourged me with roddes: but as they wer whipping of me, Story asked me yf I woulde goe vnto my maister agayne, and I sayde nay. And he sayde: I perceyue now he wyl be worse then euer he was before. but he sayde, lette me alone. I wyll fynde hym out if he bee in Englande. And so with manye other things which I cannot rehearse, when they had done whyppyng of me, they bad me pay my fees and goe my wayes.[Back to Top]
☞ Doctoure Storye commaunded that he should haue an hundred stripes, but the Gētlemen so entreated, that he had not so manye, Story sayinge: if I might haue my wil, I wold surely cut out his tonge.
Ouer and besides these aboue rehearsed, wer diuers and many other, who for Christes sake hūbled thēselues to the beatynges & stripes of þe papists, many mo (no dout) thē we haue knowledge of. For the nature and patience ot these godly Martyrs wer such, that the more they suffred for Christ, the lesse they bosted therof. who would haue thought that Boner euer woulde haue broughte MarginaliaM. Bartlet Grene beaten by Boner.maister Bartlet Grene aboue mentioned, being a Lawyer and a Gentleman vnder the vnsemely chastisement of a rod, and yet notwithstanding he so did. as the said mayster Grene himselfe declared to a frende MarginaliaThis frēds name was M. Cottō of hys in Newgate a litle before his death.[Back to Top]
In lyke maner was ordered mayster Cotton, burned in Braynford. Pag. 1669. Col, 2. Who lykewise testifieth himself to be twise beaten of Boner, in a letter of his, wrytten vnto his bro-
ther, as by the same his letter here followyng, for the more euidence hereof may appeare.
BRother, in the name of the lord Iesus I commend me vnto you, & I do hartely thank you for your godly exhortation and counsel, in your last letter declared to me. And albeit I do perceiue by youre letter, you are informed, that as we are diuers persōs in number, so are we of contrary sectes, conditions & opinions, contrary to that good opinion you had of vs, at your last being with vs in Newgate, be you most assured good brother, in the lord Iesus, we are al of one minde, one faith, one assured hope in our lord Iesus, whō I trust we altogether wt one spirit, one brotherly loue do daily cal vpon for mercye and forgeuenes of our sinnes, wt earnest repentance of our former liues, & by whose precious bloude shedding we trust to be saued only, and by no other meanes. Wherfore good brother, in the name of the lord, seing these impudent people, whose minds ar altogether bent to wickednes, enuy, vncharitablenes, euil speking, do good about to slander vs with vntruth, beleue thē not, nether let their wicked sayinges once enter into your mind. And I trust one day to see you again, al though nowe I am in gods prison, whiche is a ioyful schole to thē þt loue their lord and god, & to me being a simple scholer, most ioyful of all. good brother, once again I do in þe name of our lord Iesus, exhort you to pray for me, þt I may fight strōgly in þe lords battel, to be a good souldior to my captain Iesus Christ our lord, & desire my sister also to do the same, and do not ye mourn or lamēt for me, but be ye glad & ioyful of this my trouble. For I trust to be loosed out of this dōgeō shortly, & to go to euerlaståg ioy, which neuer shal haue end. I hard how ye wer wt the Cōmissioners for me, & howe ye wer suspected to be one of our company. I pray you sue no more for me, good brother. But one thing I shal desire you, to be at my departing out of this life, þt you may beare witnes with me þt I shall die, I trust in god, a true christiā, & I hope al my cōpanions in the lord our god: & therfore beleue not these euil disposed people, who ar thautors of al vntruth. I pray you prouide me a lōg shirt against the day of our deliuerance. for the shirt you gaue me laste, I haue geuen it to one of my companions, who had more neede then I: and as for the money & meat you sent vs, the B. seruants deliuered none to vs, neither he whome you had so great trust in. Brother, ther is none of thē to trust to. for qualis magister talis seruus.
qualis magister talis seruus
As is the master so is the slave