she was Queen or wife to Lowis the Just, 13 of that name in France; 3dly, that she was mother to Lewis the 14’t, so hopeful a Prince, after she had bein 23 years barren.  Whence he took occasion to show that tho virginity and coelebat was wery commendable, yet that it was no wayes so in the succession to crounes.  He had also heir a senselese gasconad which nobody approved of, that St. Gregoire sould say that as far as Kings are exalted above other men, that in so far the Kings of France ware above al other Kings.  In the 4th place he fand a large elogium to hir in that she falling widdow she becam Regent of hir sone and the Realme during his minority.  Hir last and principal commendation was that she was a Princesse most devot and religious.

    [340] Echevins, municipal magistrates.

We was at comoedy, the farce of which was called Le cocus imaginaire.  Their ware some honest women craking[341] togither on a tyme, they came among other things to speak of Eve and hir transgression:  on of them cries furth very gravely, oh, that I was not their, I wish I had given hir a 12 penie loaf on the condition she had not eaten the apples.

    [341] Chatting.

Wery rich stuff has bein heard at the examens in Scotland, some ignorant folks wt their answers being wery pleasant and merry.  Mr. J. Smith, Minister of the Colledge Kirk, examining a bonnet maker, of whilk theirs a great number in his parish, he speared at him what was effectual calling; the fellow, clawing his head, replied, the feeklesest[342] calling I keen, Sir, is my oune.  Kid, minister of the Abby Kirk, spearing at one of my Lord Catheneses servant women what was the Lords Supper.  She, thinking that he had speared what was for my Lords Supper, answered, Sir, or I came out I set on the pot and My Ledy hes sent pies to the owen.  Mr. Robert Blair, examining a wery ignorant body, speared at hir, wheirof was ye made, Magie; the folk neir hand rounded and harked in to hir, of the rib of man.  Of the rib of man, Sir.  Weil said, Magy, quoth Mr. Rob, I’m very blaith to sie that ye answer better then ye did the last examen.  Who made man then?  The peaple round about whispered to hir, God.  God, Sir.  Whirof made he him then, Magy?  The peaple cried to hir then, of dust and clay:  which she mistaking or not hearing weil, insteed of saying of dust and clay, she said, of curds and whey, Sir.  I leive to ghesse whither them that ware their laught or not.  Mr. Robert himselfe, tho a very grave man, could not refrain from smiling.

    [342] Feckless, feeble.

In baptizing about the bairnes names ther hes bein mistakes both on the Ministers hand and the holder ups.  Mr. James Vood was baptizing a man at St. Androws, and instead that he sould have baptized James, he called it John.  The father, a litle bumbaized at this, after the barne is baptized and that he hes given it back to the midwife, he stands up and looks the Minister as griveously in the face and sayes, Sir, what sal I do wt 2 Johns, we have a John at home else, Sir?  Whow would ye called then, Robin? quo’ the Minister.  James, Sir.  James be the name of it then.