bedside.  On Sunday morning they carried me from thence, and about three or four of the clock, they brought me to a place by the seaside, called Deal, where they laid me down in the ground.  One of them staying by me, the other two walked a little off to meet a man, with whom they talked; and in their discourse I heard them mention seven pounds, after which they went away together, and about half an hour after returned.  The man (whose name, as I after heard, was Wrenshaw) said he feared I would die before they could put me on board; then they put me into a boat, and carried me on ship-board, where my wounds were dressed.

I remained in the ship, as near as I could reckon, about six weeks, in which time I was indifferently recovered of my wounds and weaknesses.  Then the master of the ship came in and told me and the rest who were in the same condition, that he discovered three Turkish ships.  We all offered to fight in defence of the ship and ourselves, but he commanded us to keep close, and said he would deal with them well enough.  A little while after, he called us up, and when we came on deck we saw two Turkish ships close by us; into one of them we were put, and placed in a dark hold, where how long we continued before we were landed, I know not.

When we were landed they led us two days’ journey, and put us into a great house or prison, where we remained four days and a half, and then came to us eight men to view us, who seemed to be officers.  They called us and examined us of our trades and callings, which everyone answered.  One said he was a surgeon, another that he was a broad-cloth weaver, and I, after two or three demands, said I had some skill in physic.  We three were set by, and taken by three of these eight men who came to view us.  It was my chance to be chosen by a grave physician of eighty-seven years of age, who lived near to Smyrna, who had formerly been in England, and knew Crowland in Lincolnshire, which he preferred before all others in England.  He employed me to keep his still-house, and gave me a silver bowl, double gilt, to drink in.  My business was most in that place, but once he set me to gather cotton wool, which I not doing he struck me to the ground, and after drew his stiletto to stab me; but I holding up my hands to him, he gave me a stamp and turned from me, for which I render thanks to my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, who stayed his hand and preserved me.

I was there about a year and three quarters, and then my master fell sick on a Thursday, and sent for me, and calling me, as he used, by the name of Bell, told me he should die and bid me shift for myself.  He died on the Saturday following, and I instantly hastened with my bowl[110] to a port almost a day’s journey distant, the way to which place I knew, having been twice there employed by my master about the carriage of the cotton wool.  When I came thither I addressed myself to two men who came out of a ship of Hamburg,