He had a Brother named _John Nostradamus_, famous for several Works that he hath written, the Catalogue of which is in the Book of Mr. _du Maine de la Croix_, Intitled, the _Library_. As for our Author, he hath left several Works, among which is a Book of Receits, for the preservation of health, Printed at _Poitiers_, in the year 1556. Another concerning the means of beautifying the Face and the Body, that was Printed at _Antwerp_ by _Plantin_ in the year 1557. which he Dedicated to his Brother _John Nostradamus_, an Attorney at the Parliament of _Aix_. Besides this, he Translated from Latine into French the _Paraphases of Galen_, upon the Exhortation of _Menedotus_, which was Printed at _Lyon_ by _Antony du Rhosne_, in the year 1557. But before we conclude, it will not be amiss to give some recreation to the Reader, by relating a merry passage that happened to _Nostradamus_ being in _Lorrain_, for being in the Castle of _Faim_, belonging to the Lord of _Florinville_, and having in cure the Mother of the said Lord; it chanced one day that they both walking in the Yard, there was two little Piggs, one white, and the other black, whereupon the Lord enquired of _Nostradamus_ in jest, what should become of these two Piggs? he answered presently, we shall eat the black, and the Wolf shall eat the white. The Lord _Florinville_ intending to make him a Lyar, did secretly command the Cook to dress the white for Supper; the Cook then killed the white, drest it, and spitted it ready to be rosted when it should be time; In the mean time having some business out of the Kitchin, a young tame Wolf came in, and eat up the Buttocks of the white Pig, that was ready to be rosted; the Cook coming in the mean time, and fearing least his Master should be angry, took the black one, killed it, and drest it, and offered it at Supper. Then the Lord thinking he had got the Victory, not knowing what was befallen, said to _Nostradamus_, well Sir, we are eating now the white Pigg, and the Wolf shall not touch it. I do not believe it (said _Nostradamus_) it is the black one that is upon the Table. Presently the Cook was sent for, who confessed the accident, the relation of which was as pleasing to them as any meat. In the same Castle of _Faim_, he told many that in a little Hill that was near the Castle, there was a Treasure hidden, which should never be found, if it were sought with design, but that it should be discovered when the Hill should be digged for some other intent. There is a great probability in this prediction, for there was an ancient Temple built upon it, and when they dig there, many times several Antiquities are found. All _France_ telleth several Histories foretold by the Author, but I am unwilling to write any thing without good warrant. His Stanza’s are sufficient to prove the extraordinary Talent he had in foretelling future things. APOLOGY FOR Michael Nostradamus. CHAP. I.