Their Magnanimity or Courage. 19 
comttion Soldier was a perfect Hero, that 
would fooner die than yield? Yet thus did 
Mr. Wifeman, whofe Story I am now wri- 
ting. 
I know a Gentleman in this County, who 
{tripped him(elf to fight with a Hive of 
Bees, But I neeéd. fot tell the Reader he 
had loft the Pofléflion of himéfelf, and that 
Authority ovet himf{elf, to which Nature 
had entitled him. But here was a Man; 
even when he had the perfect Ufe of his intel- 
leG&tual Powers, behaving as tho’ he had 
been abatidonéd not only of Reafon, but 
common Senfe. 
And now begins the Battle. Up the {caling 
Ladder goes my Champion, very meanly arm- 
ed, as before; and with a Bruth of Nettles in * 
his Right Hand, thrufting his Arm up the 
Cavity, {wept them out at the Paflage, when 
immediately they were about his Head as 
thick as Hail; maintaining his Poft, till he 
had with the reft of the Nettles {topped 
the Paflage fo clofé, that a Bee could not 
re-enter, 
This. done, down he came {eronmaded | 
with the . Enemy, refolyed to revenge fo 
de gae an Injury, tho’ with the Lofs' of their 
ives. They fell upon him with the greateft . 
Fury. imaginable, indeed affecting: to behold; 
but F durft not offer him: any Affiftance or 
Relief. | 
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