When _de Sande_ observed that I had a better Stomach than formerly, he began to triumph over me exceedingly, boasting that ’twas by his Advice and Example, that I had learned to eat Meat, and that I, who was so many Years older, had need of a Monitor to advise me to take due Sustenance for my Body; so that if he were obliged to me for his Release, I was as much beholding to him for teaching me to recover my Appetite. In these ludicrous Repartees we came to _Tulna_, where we met with some Trouble. _De Sande_ used to lye in the same House, if it were large enough to hold us both; if not, he took his Lodgings at some Neighbouring House, that he might not incommode me. He was willing to do so at _Tulna_, and therefore, desired the _Janizaries_ whom I brought with me from _Constantinople_ to _Buda_, to be my Harbingers on the Way, and to find out a convenient Lodging for him. One of my Servants a Doctor of Physic, and a _Spaniard_, whom _de Sande_ had released at _Constantinople_ at his own Charge, went along with the _Janizaries_. They happened to go to the House of another _Janizary_ hard by, who was appointed as Governor of the Place to guard Passengers; for the _Turks_ use to appoint one or two _Janizaries_ in every noted Town to protect _Christian_ Passengers from Violence; by which Office they get no small Profit: But this Man, for some Offence or other, had been put out of his Office, and therefore, was of a very surly Temper. My People viewed his House, and not finding it for their Turn, were going away; the _Janizary_ first, my Servant next, and the Physician last. In the _Interim_, the _Janizary_, Master of the House, walking in his Garden, was told, that some _Christian_ Passengers were seeking for a Lodging at his House: Whereupon, he came in a great Rage, with a Club like _Hercules_’s, in his Hand, and without speaking a Word, strikes the Physician a great Blow on the Shoulders, as hard as he was able; the Physician, to avoid a second Blow, ran out of the House. My Servant, looking back, saw him lift up his Club to strike him also; but he, having a Thing like a Hatchet in his Hand, held it cross-ways over his Head, and so kept off many a lusty Blow, till at last the Handle of the Hatchet, by his often stricking, began to break. Then my Servant was forced to close in with the _Janizary_, and was about to cleave his Skull with his Weapon: Whereupon, the _Janizary_ fled, and my Servant not being able to overtake him, threw the Hatchet after him, which cut him in the Hams, and fell’d him to the Ground; by which Accident, my People escaped: But the Physician cryed out, that he was a dead Man, and that all his Bones were broken in Pieces. _De Sande_ heard his Complaint; yet, though he was vext, could not choose but smile, as thinking that the Doctor was more afraid than hurt: But, that which most tormented him, was, lest on this Occasion he should be carried back to _Constantinople_: He was of