HAving in the Preface to the foregoing Nar∣rative taken notice of the Swedish Envoy Extraordinary, it may not be unsuitable to the Subject, these Papers treat of, to give the World an Account of a very strange Passage, which the said Envoy hath taken very great pains to satisfie himself in; and of which he hath the publick Testimony of the Town, where it was done, by him. No longer ago than in the year 1678. an Alderman or Senator's Son of Malmoe in Schonen, a City belonging to the King of Sweden, the Boy being then about Thirteen years of age, his Name Abraham Mechelburg, going to School one Morning, as the custom is in that place about Six of the Clock, stay'd there till Eight, and then went home for his Breakfast, which when he had eaten, he was going back to School again, when just before the Door close by the lowermost Step, there lay a little Bundle of Linen Rags, which the Lad out of curiosity took up and open'd, but found nothing in it, but partly Pins, some crooked, some laid across, some without points, partly broken Horse-nails, and Nails without heads, part∣ly Horse-hair, and such trash, which when it an∣swered not his expectation, he rent asunder, and threw away.