for he was very observant, and kept notes of the success of his judgments, as in many of his figures I have observed. I very well remember to have read in one of his manuscripts what followeth.

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'Being in bed one morning,' says he, I was desirous to know whether I should ever be a lord, earl, or knight, &c. whereupon I set a figure; and thereupon my judgment:' by which he concluded, that within two years' time he should be a lord or great man: 'But,' says he, 'before the two years were expired, the doctors put me in Newgate, and nothing came.' Not long after, he was desirous to know the same things concerning his honour or greatship. Another figure was set, and that promised him to be a great lord within one year. But he sets down, that in that year he had no preferment at all; only 'I became acquainted with a merchant's wife, by whom I got well.' There is another figure concerning one Sir Ayre, his going into Turkey, whether it would be a good voyage or not: the doctor repeats all his astrological reasons, and musters them together, and then gave his judgment it would be a fortunate voyage. But under this figure, he concludes, this proved not so, for he was taken prisoner by pirates ere he arrived in Turkey, and lost all.' He set several questions to know if he should attain the philosopher's stone; and the figures, according to his straining, did seem to signify as much; and then he tugs upon the aspects and configurations, and elected a fit time to begin his operations; but by and by, in conclusion, he adds, 'so the work went forward; but upon of the setting glass broke, and I lost all my pains.' He sets down five or six judgments, but still complains all came to nothing, upon the malignant aspects of hand. Although some of his astrological judgments did fail, more particularly those concerning himself, he being no way capable of such preferment as he ambitiously desired; yet I shall repeat some other of his judgments, which did not fail, being performed by conference with spirits. My mistress went once unto him, to know when her husband, then in Cumberland, would return, he having promised to be at home near the time of the question. After some consideration, he told her to this effect: Margery, for so her name was, 'thy husband will not be at home these eighteen days; his kindred have vexed him, and he is come away from them in much anger; he is now in Carlisle, and hath but three-pence in his purse.' And when he came home he confessed all to be true, and that upon leaving his kindred he had but three-pence in his purse.--I shall relate one story more, and then his death.

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"One Coleman, clerk to Sir Thomas Beaumont, of Leicestershire, having had some liberal favours both from his lady and her daughters, bragged of it, &c. The knight brought him into the Starchamber, had his servant sentenced to be pilloried, whipped, and afterward, during life, to be imprisoned. The sentence was executed in London, and was to be in Leicestershire: two keepers were to convey Coleman from the Fleet to Leicester. My mistress taking consideration of Coleman, and the miseries he was to suffer, went presently to Forman, and acquainted him therewith; who, after consideration, swore Coleman had lain both with mother and daughters; and besides said, that the old lady being afflicted with fits of the mother, called him into her chamber to hold down the fits with his hands; and that he holding his hands about the breast, she cried, Lower, lower,' and put his hands below her belly; and then He also told my

mistress in what posture he lay with the young ladies, &c. and said, They intend in Leicester to whip him to death; but I assure thee, Margery, he shall never come there; yet they set forward to-morrow,' says he; and so his two keepers did, Coleman's legs being locked with an iron chain under the horse's belly. In this way they travelled the first and second day: on the third day, the two keepers, seeing their prisoner's civility the two preceding days, did not lock his chain under the horse's belly as before, but locked it only on one side. In this posture they rode some miles beyond Northampton, when, on a sudden, one of the keepers had a necessity to untruss, and so the other and Coleman stood still; by and by the other keeper desired Coleman to hold his horse, for he had occasion also. Coleman immediately took one of their swords, and ran through two of the horses, killing them stark dead; gets upon the other, with one of their swords: Farewell, gentlemen,' quoth he, tell my master I have no mind to be whipped in Leicestershire,' and so went his way.-The two keepers in all haste went to a gentleman's house near at hand, complaining of their misfortune, and desired him to pursue their prisoner, which he with much civility granted: but ere the horses could be got ready, the mistress of the house came down, and inquiring what the matter was, went to the stable, and commanded the horses to be unsaddled, with this sharp speech-Let the Lady Beaumont and her daughters live honestly; none of my horses shall go forth upon this occasion.' "He professed to his wife there would be much trouble about Carr, and the Countess of Essex, who frequently resorted unto him,

and from whose company he would sometimes lock himself in his study a whole day.-Now we come to his death, which happened as follows:-the Sunday night before he died, his wife and he being at supper in their garden-house, she being pleasant, told him, that she had been informed he could resolve, whether man or wife should die first; Whether shall I,' quoth she, bury you or no?' 'Oh Trunco,' for so he called her, thou wilt bury me, but thou wilt much repent it.' 'Yea, but how long first?' I shall die,' said he, ere Thursday night.'-Monday came, all was well. Tuesday came, he not sick. Wednesday came, and still he was well; with which his impertinent wife did much twit him in the teeth. Thursday came, and dinner was ended, he very well: he went down to the water-side and took a pair of oars to go to some buildings he was in hand with in Puddle Dock. Being in the middle of the Thames, he presently fell down, only saying, An impost, an impost,' and so died. A most sad storm of wind immediately following. He died worth one thousand two hundred pounds, and left only one son called Clement. All his rarities, secret manuscripts, of what quality soever, Dr. Napper, of Lindford in Buckinghamshire, had, who had been a long time his scholar; and of whom Forman was used to say he would be a dunce: yet in continuance of time, he proved a singular astrologer and physician. His son, Thomas Napper, esq. most generously gave these manuscripts to Elias Ashmole, esq. and they are still preserved in the Ashmolean Museum, Oxford.”

DR. JOHN LAMBE, assaulted by a mob in the street; wood-cut; scarce.

DR. JOHN LAMBE; copied from the above; J. Berry sc.

DR. JOHN LAMBE; in a circle; dagger in his hand. Thane.

John Lambe, a most notorious empiric, commenced his career as a professor of physic, caster of nativities, and teller of fortunes. He was indicted at Worcester, the 5th of King James, for sorcery and witchcraft, practised on the body of Thomas, lord Windsor, of which he was found guilty; but the judgment was stayed. He was confined a long time in Worcester Castle, and afterward removed to

the King's Bench prison in Surrey; and while there, was a second time indicted for a rape upon the person of a girl of eleven years of age; for which offence he was tried, convicted, and received sentence of death. He made friends, however, to obtain a pardon, and was afterward protected by the Duke of Buckingham; but he was so much hated by the common people, that on the 13th of June, 1628, he was attacked by a mob in the streets, and beaten in such a manner that he died the following day in the Poultry Compter, whither he was taken for protection.

CLASS X.

ARTISTS, &c.

PAINTERS.

PETER OLIVER; se ipse p. T. Chambars sc. In the "Anecdotes of Painting," 4to.

PETER OLIVER; an anonymous etching; small h. sh. fine.

There is a portrait of him, by Hanneman, at Kensington.

This artist was equally celebrated for history and portrait; and comparable in the latter to Isaac Oliver, his father. The head of his own wife, in the collection of the late Dutchess-dowager of Portland, is supposed to be the most capital of his works. Ob. circ. 1664, Et. 60. Isaac Oliver, the glass-painter, is supposed to have been the son of Peter's younger brother James.

PAUL VANSOMER. T. Chambars sc. In the "Anecdotes of Painting;" 4to.

PAUL VANSOMER; oval; anonymous. Simon Pass sc. Anno 1622; scarce.

Paul Van Somer, an artist of great merit, painted the fine portrait

of William, earl of Pembroke, at St. James's; the Lord-chancellor Bacon, at Gorhambury; and the Marquis of Hamilton, with the white staff, at Hampton-court. He died in England, the 5th of Jan. 1621, and was buried at St. Martin's in the Fields. See a more particular account of him and his works in Mr. Walpole's "Anecdotes of Painting."

CORNELIUS JANSEN (vulgo JOHNSON). T Chambers sc. In the "Anecdotes of Painting," 4to.

CORNELIUS JANSEN; 4to. C. Jansen p. C. Wau

mans sc.

Cornelius Jansen, a Dutchman, was portrait-painter to the king. He affected black drapery, to add to the force of the face, which was generally so well painted, as to stand in no need of artifice to set it off. There is a stiffness in most of his portraits, which was not altogether the effect of the dress of the time. His fame began to decline upon the arrival of Vandyck, in the next reign; which occasioned his leaving the kingdom. One of his most celebrated works was the portrait of Lady Bowyer, of the family of Aucher, in Kent, called, for her exquisite beauty, "The Star in the East."* His price for a head was five broad pieces. Ob. 1665.

A SCOTCH PAINTER.

GEORGIUS JAMESONE, Scotus, Abredonensis, patriæ suæ Apelles; ejusque uxor Isabella Tosh, et filius. G. Jameson p. A. 1623; Alex*. pronepos f. aqua forti, A. D. 1728; 4to. There is a copy of this by Bannerman, in the second edition of the "Anecdotes of Painting."

See "Anecdotes of Painting," vol. ii. p. 6. second edit. Jansen lived some time at Bridge, a village three miles from Canterbury, on the Dover Road, and painted a great number of portraits in this county. The family seat of Aucher is at Bishopsborn, the parish adjoining to that of Bridge. Sir Hewit Aucher, the last baronet, died about fifty years ago.