ſhould be caſt into a deep place of the Tower, in the year 1623 upon the Wedneſday, from whence the Miller was a little while after ſent, but the Scribe was kept there a whole year, even to his death: the priſon was ſo foul and noyſome, that both his feet were rotted off: but he being endued with a great meaſure of faith, paſt away the whole time, in ſinging Pſalms, and hymns, as if he were in the enjoyments of all delights. And it is worthy the notice taking, when a little while before his death, it was reported that both his feet were rotted off, and that his body was full of worms, Don Martin not beleeving it, commanded that he ſhould be brought forth, that he might ſee him, he refuſed, ſaying, The Tyrant was unwortby to enjoy the ſight of his body. And to remaining immovably united unto Chriſt, he died about the ſame time, upon the ſame Wedneſday following, namely, 1624. When he was brought forth, the Tyrant forbad that he ſhould be carried out through the gate of the City, through which he entred in: but commanded that he ſhould be cast over the wall into a ditch, and from thence carried away by a Sheepheard, and buried.
