young infants. She perceiving this, upon his stooping down into
a large barrel or pipe to take what was there, first turned up his
heels, and then with what help her family could afford, kept him in,
till amongst the meal he ended his wicked life.--_Knox._

MARY of Lorrain, sister to the duke of Guise, and second wife to James
V. after her husband's death, aspired to the regency; and being sprung
from a family who always had shewn themselves inveterate and implacable
enemies to the kingdom of Christ, she set herself with might and main,
to exterminate the gospel and its professors out of Scotland.--She told
them, in plain words, that, in despite of them and their ministers both,
they should be banished out of it, albeit they preached as true as ever
St. Paul did: and, for that purpose, procured to her faction in Scotland
some thousands of French soldiers, which obliged them to lift arms in
their own defence. One time, these cruel savages having obtained a small
advantage in a skirmish at Kinghorn, and committed many outrages of
plunder in Fife, she broke out into the following expression: "Where is
now John Knox's God? My God is stronger than his, even in Fife." At
another time when the reformed had pulled down some monuments of
idolatry at St. Johnston, this catholic heroine vowed, "She should
destroy both man, woman and child in it, and burn it with fire: and
that, if she had a fair pretext for the deed, she would not leave an
individual of the heretical tribe, either his fortune or life." Again
1560, when her Frenchmen had obtained another victory at Leith, and
having stripped the slain, and laid their bodies upon the walls before
the sun, at the beholding of which from the castle of Edinburgh, it is
said she leaped for joy and said, "Yonder is the fairest tapestry I ever
saw! I would the whole field were covered with the same stuff." But God
soon put a stop to this wicked contumely; for in a few days (some say
the same day) her belly and legs began to swell of that loathsome and
ugly disease whereof she died in the month of June following. Before her
death, she seemed to shew some remorse for her past conduct; but no
signs of true repentance, else she would not have received the Popish
sacrament of extreme unction. The papists having now lost their head,
and the church not suffering her to be buried with the superstitious
rites of popery, she was coffined, and kept four months, and then went
to France: and so she,