and I take him to be such, of a sober, honest, and sensible Genius; nor is he any Sectarian, but an orderly Son of the Church of England.
And if the Injuctions of the Ghost he conversed with, and common Rules of Prudence, did not forbid the declaring of some particulars, this is an Experiment that might convince the most Incredulous touching such things. But Mr. Glanvil complains, in a Letter of his to Dr. H. More, that this shieness and tender respect of Persons, has hindred him of many a considerable Story; as I have also taken notice long since, how mutilate the Story of the Shoemaker of Breslaw is made, by reason of Martinus Weinrichius his concealing the Shoemaker's Name. But the mentioning of lockt Doors flying open of their own accord, reminds me of Mr. Alcock's Story of a Chest with 3 Locks, unlocking it self, and flying wide open, and then Locking it self again: Which is as follows.
RELAT. XXV.
The Story of Mr. John Bourne, of Durley in Ireland, about a Mile from Bridgewater, Counsellor at Law.
MR. John Bourne, for his Skill, Care, and Honesty, was made by his Neighbour John Mallet Esq. of Enmore, the chief of his Trustees, for his Son John Mallet, (Father to Elizabeth, now Countess Dowager of Rochester) and the rest of his Children in Minority. He had the Reputation of a worthy good Man, and was commonly taken notice of for an habitual Saying, by way of Interjection almost to any thing, viz. You say true, you say true, you are in the right. This Mr. Bourne fell Sick at his House at Durley, in the Year 1654, and Dr. Raymond of Oak was sent for to him, who after some time, gave the said Mr. Bourn over. And he had not now spoken in 24 Hours, when the said Dr. Raymond, and Mrs. Carlisle, (Mr. Bourne's Nephew's Wife, whose Husband he had made one of his Heirs) sitting by his Bed-side, the Doctor opened the Curtains at the Bed's-feet, to give him air; when on a sudden, to the Horror and Amazement of Dr. Raymond, and Mrs. Carlisle,
