It was further bruited in after years that he had been finally unmasked and sent to the stake as a warlock of long continuance. In England the case of Matthew Hopkins is hardly parallel. It will be remembered that this notorious “Witchfinder general” was popularly supposed to have stolen Satan’s bead-roll at some Sabbat, and the vulgar legend went abroad that he was “swum as a wizard and went over the water like a cork.” But we know that all this is utterly untrue. Hopkins died “peacibly, after a long sicknesse of a Consumption” at his old home in Manningtree, Essex, and was buried at Mistley, 12 August, 1647. On the other hand, far from impertinent is the instance of the lying legends which grew up around the name of that great and noble judge Nicolas Remy of Lorraine, whose Dæmonolatriæ Libri Tres, the fruit of the rich experience of fifteen years, was published at Lyons in 1595. Remy died at Nancy in 1600, and his enemies so vilely bespattered
