When we had inquired of him how it was with him, and he had given us
a brief account of both his cause and usage, it came in my mind that
I had in my box (which I had sent for from my lodging, to keep some
few books and other necessaries in) a little gallipot with
Lucatellu's balsam in it.

Wherefore, causing a good fire to be made, and setting the Friend
within a blanket before the fire, we stripped him to the waist, as
if he had been to be whipped again, and found his skin so cut and
torn with the knotty holly rods, both back, side, arms, and breast,
that it was a dismal sight to look upon. Then melting some of the
balsam, I with a feather anointed all the sores, and putting a
softer cloth between his skin and his shirt, helped him on with his
clothes again. This dressing gave him much ease, and I continued it
till he was well; and because he was a very poor man, we took him
into our mess, contriving that there should always be enough for him
as well as for ourselves. Thus he lived with us until the time he
was committed for was expired, and then he was released.

But we were still continued prisoners by an arbitrary power, not
being committed by the civil authority, nor having seen the face of
any civil magistrate from the day we were thrust in here by
soldiers, which was the 26th day of the eighth month, to the 19th of
the tenth month following.

On that day we were had to the Sessions at the Old Bailey; but not
being called there, we were brought back to Bridewell, and continued
there to the 29th of the same month, and then we were carried to the
Sessions again.