fcfce pilgrim.’* P?ogrcfg. 69 h Chriftiana: Then Chriftiana began to cry, and Ihe ‘aid, O naughty Boy, and O careleft Mother, what c hall I do for my Son ? J Skill Come, do not be too dejetfed; the Boy may dv \ell again, but be muft Purge and Vomits *! Chriftiam Pray, Sir, try the utmoft of your Skill :eivith him, whatever it cofts. Skill. Nay, I hofe l JbaU be reafcnable, Heb. 10. 2, nut, 3, 4 So he made him a Purge, but it was too weak; liet was faid, it was made of the Blood of a Goat, the lidfUhes of a Heifer, and with fome of the Juice of at-Hyffop, &c. W heniMr. SLW had feen ri«:hat that Purge was too weak, he made Potion prcpa~ rctTim one to the Purpofe : ’Twas made red The Latin ;oy!tx Came, & Sanguine Chrifti, John 6. 54, /borrow. 11M5, 56, 57. Mark 9 49 Heb. 9. 14. fyou norltnow Phyficians give ftrange Medicines to their Pa- btients) and it was made up into Pills, with a Promiie or two, and a proportionable Quantity of Salt. Now ^hc was to take them three at a time falling, in half a ^.Quarter of a Pint of the Tears of Repentance. Wheij fWethis Portion was prepared, and brought itftto the Boy, he was loth to take it, tho’ The Boy loth 0f. torn with the Gripes, as if he fhould to take the c,Vf be pull’d in Pieces. Come, ceme, faid Phyftck, l(g the Phyfician, you muft take it. It goes againft my Stomach, faid the Boy. I wuft have you take it, faid his Mother, Zech. 12, 10. I fhali vomit •Wit up again,-faid the Boy, Pray, Sir, faid Chriftiana isj to PVlr. Skill, how does it tafte ? It has no ill Tafte, faid the Do£lor; and with that The touched one of )|f( the Pills with the Tip of her Tongue . (Oh Matthew, faid Ihe, this Portion is The Mother j. Tweeter than Honey. If thou loveft thy * after it and Mother, if thou loveft thy Brothers, f erfuflftet him* if thou loyeft Mercy. if thou loveft thy D 5 *