How I received the Holy Sacrament with my daughter and the old maid-servant, and how she was then led for the last time before the court, with the drawn sword and the outcry, to receive sentence.
CHAPTER XXVII.
Of that which befell us by the way—Item, of the fearful death of the sheriff at the mill.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
How my daughter was at length saved by the help of the all-merciful, yea, of the all-merciful God.
CHAPTER XXIX.
Of our next great sorrow, and final joy.