What I am about to state will seem incomprehensible, but a singular history and a singular people are connected with it:  the man placed himself before my horse so as to bar the way, and said “Schophon,” which, in the Hebrew tongue, signifies a rabbit.  I knew this word to be one of the Jewish countersigns, and asked the man if he had any thing to communicate?  He said, “You must not enter the town, for a net is prepared for you.  The corregidor of Toledo, on whom may all evil light, in order to give pleasure to the priests of Maria, in whose face I spit, has ordered all the alcaldes of these parts, and the escribanos and the corchetes to lay hands on you wherever they may find you, and to send you, and your books, and all that pertains to you to Toledo.  Your servant was seized this morning in the town above, as he was selling the writings in the streets, and they are now awaiting your arrival in the posada; but I knew you from the accounts of my brethren, and I have been waiting here four hours to give you warning in order that your horse may turn his tail to your enemies, and neigh in derision of them.  Fear nothing for your servant, for he is known to the alcalde, and will be set at liberty, but do you flee, and may God attend you.”  Having said this, he hurried towards the town.

I hesitated not a moment to take his advice, knowing full well that, as my books had been taken possession of, I could do no more in that quarter.  We turned back in the direction of Aranjuez, the horses, notwithstanding the nature of the ground, galloping at full speed; but our adventures were not over.  Midway, and about half a league from the village of Antigola, we saw close to us on our left hand three men on a low bank.  As far as the darkness would permit us to distinguish, they were naked, but each bore in his hand a long gun.  These were rateros, or the common assassins and robbers of the roads.  We halted and cried out, “Who goes there?” They replied, “What’s that to you? pass by.”  Their drift was to fire at us from a position from which it would be impossible to miss.  We shouted, “If you do not instantly pass to the right side of the road, we will tread you down between the horses’ hoofs.”  They hesitated and then obeyed, for all assassins are dastards, and the least show of resolution daunts them.  As we galloped past, one cried, with an obscene oath, “Shall we fire?” But another said, “No, no! there’s danger.”  We reached Aranjuez, where early next morning Lopez rejoined us, and we returned to Madrid.

I am sorry to state that two hundred Testaments were seized at Ocana, from whence, after being sealed up, they were despatched to Toledo.  Lopez informed me, that in two hours he could have sold them all, the demand was so great.  As it was, twenty-seven were disposed of in less than ten minutes.