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HE Publisher of this following
lige the World with a Piece of Curiosity ; it was penu'd about forty Fears since, by the Ingenious and Celebrated Anthor of Hudibras. The Libel which he answers, wins the Labour of one John Cook, Master of Grays. inn, a great Pains-taker in the Mysteries of Rebellion. To give you the Ori. ginal of it, 'tras a studied Investive a. gainjt the Person of King Charles I. before the High Court of Justice, (so cal. led) of infamous Memory; but upon the Non-pleiding of the Royal Marty', 'tw.is afterwards metamorphos'd into a Pam. palet, with the Specious Title of, Kirig Charles's Cale; or an Appeal to all Rational Men concerning his Trial.
How Rational this Appeal was, may be easily discover'd from those numerous Fallacies and notorious Falsoods, which our Author has detected in him, not only as to what concerns plain Matter of Fact, but also in the Pamphleteer's pretended way of Reasoning, the false Logick, and worse Lam. I shall not enter into the Merits of the Cause ; for i suppose the more Rational Part of Mankind, is abundantly satisfied in the Innocence of that Great Man, Ad to any thing that was laid to his Charge ; and upon that Account, indeed, there would bave been little Occasion at this time of Day to pro.. duce so great an Advocate for his Me. mory, but that there is risen amongAt us a new Rule of the Old Republican Stamp, who have reviv'd tbe Quarrel, and copied ont the obsolete and almost forgotten Scandal of our Libeller, and made it their own. The Author of Ludlow's Letter may be reckoned amongst the firft of these,one that always set up for a Patron of Faction, and a Promoter of the Good Old Cause ; but mew'd himSelf most in thar famous Year, when he mpas one of the Tribunes of the People. I should not have made such a Digreffion upon this Worthy Patriot, but that I
find him to intrude amongst bis Friends, Mr. Milton and our Libeller, and seems to be the very copy of their Malice, at least, though not their Wit; and for that Reason, I must confess, he seems to be the least pointed at by our
Answerer, I mall say no more of him s at present, but pass him by with the same Contempt as the Government has Wisely done ; 'tis but unleasonable Qnar. relling with a Man that is arm'd with
so much Dirt, you'll be sure of that, if = you bave nothing else.
I need not trouble the Reader with any Harangue upon our Author, or his Book; I suppose he is no Stranger to the Homester and more Learned Part of the Kingdom; and as for the rest,'tw.is their best Security they were not known by him. I Mall only add, that it was Mr. Butler's Design to print the Dis. course himself, had not Death prevented him ; and since it has fell into the Editor's Hands, 'tis but a Piece of fuo stice to his Memory, to let the World make their Advantage of it,
King CHARLES J,
AVING lately seen a Book of yours, which you are plea.
sed to call King CHARL'ES's Cafe, or an Appeal to all Rational Min concerning his Tryal, I was much invi. ted to read it, by the Ingenuity, promised in your Title. For having heard vou stile yourself Solicitor General for
theKing'sDreadSovereignty,and your own Honourable Client, the People ; I was much taken with your Impartiality, that not only exempts all Rational Men from being your Clients in this Case, in making them, by your Appeal, your Judges: For no Man, you know, can be Judge in his own Case, but acknowledge your High Court, from which you appeal to all Rational Men to consist of no such : But indeed I had not read many Lines before I found mine own Error as well as yours and your Proceedings nothing agreeable to the plain Dealing I expected from you'; for you presently, fall to insult upon the Unbappiness of your undeserved Adversary, and that with so little Moderation, as if you strove to make it a Question whether his incomparable . Patience, or your own ungoverned Passion, should be the greater Wonder of Men, preposterouf ly concluding bim Guilty, before with one Syllable you had proved him fo: A strange way of doing Justice! which you endeavour to make good by a Strange infolent Railing, and more infolent Proceeding to the secret Coussel} of Almighty
God, from whence