The battle of S. Quintin, 1557.
AFter the battel of S. Quintin, the King sent for me to the Fere in Tartemis toward Mon∣sieur the Marshal of Bourdillon, to have a pass-port by the Duke of Sav••y to go to dress Monsieur the Constable, who was grievously hurt with a Pistol-shot in the back, whereof he was like to dye, and remained a prisoner in his enemies hands. But the Duke of Savoy would not give consent that I should go to the said Lord Constable, saying, he would not remain without a Surgeon, and that he doubted I was not sent only to dress him▪ but to give him some advertise∣ment, and that he knew I understood something else beside Surgery, and that he knew me to have been his prisoner at Hedin. Monsieur the Marshal of Bourdillon advertised the King of the Dukes denial, by which means the King writ to the said Lord of Bourdilloon, that if my Lady, the Lord high Constables wife, did send any body of her house, which was an able man, that I should give him a letter, and that I should also have told him by word of mouth, what the King and Mon∣sieur the Cardinal of Lorraine had given me in charge. Two daies after there arrives a servant of the Lord Constables Chamber, who brought him shirts, and other linnen, for which the said Lord Marshal gave pass-port, to go to the said Lord Constable; I was very glad thereof, and gave him my letter, and gave him his lesson, of that which his M••ster should do being prisoner. I had thought being discharged of my embassage to return toward the King. But the said Lord of Bour∣dillon prayd me to stay with him at the Fere to dress a great number of people who were hurt, and were thither retired after the battle; and that he would send word to the King, the cause of my stay; which I did. The wounds of the hurt people were greatly stinking, and full of worms with gangrene and putrefaction; so that I was constrained to come with my knife to amputate that which was spoild, which was not without cutting off arms and legs, as also to trepan divers Now there were not any medicines to be had at the Fere, because the Surgeons of our Camp had car∣ried all with them; I found out that the Charriot of the Artillery tarried behinde at the Fere, nor had it yet been touched. I prayd the Lord Marshal that he would cause some of the drogues to be delivered to me which were in it; which he did, and there was given to me one half at a time: five or six dayes after I was constrained to take the rest, neither was there half enough to