Des Cartes himself, who has been the greatest example and inculcator of this suspension […]

My mothers maydes when they did ſowe & ſpyñ they ſang ſometyme a ſong of the feld mowſe that forbicauſe her lyvelood was but thyñ Would nedes goo ſeke her townyſſh ſyſters howſe

[H]e out of meer wantonness attempted to trip up the heels of the soldier that stood next him, but failed in the execution, and received a blow of his breast with the butt end of a fusil, that made him stagger several paces backward.

He managed to beat the flames out with a blanket.