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But never men died in Scotland so much lamented by the people, not only spectators, but those in the country.

When Knockbreck and his brother were turned over, they clasped each other in their armes, and so endured the pangs of death.
When Humphrey Colquhoun died, he spoke not like an ordinary citizen, but like a heavenly minister, relating his comfortable Christian experiences, and called for his Bible, and laid it on his wounded arm, and read John iii.

8, and spoke upon it to the admiration of all.