April xxiv.
I depart for Harlem, and there visit the learned Antony Van Dale, by profession a physician, in opinion an anabaptist. He entertained me very obligingly with a sight of the neat gardens, costly tulips, and other amusements of that place. In discoursing with him on divers subjects of learning, he seemed in some things over sceptical, questioning particularly the authority of the Apocalypse. I go the same night to Leyden, and from thence the next day to Rotterdam.