Here therefore, courteous Reader, I present thee with the Life and
Death of Mr. Badman indeed: Yea, I do trace him in his Life, from
his Childhood to his Death; that thou mayest, as in a Glass, behold
with thine own eyes, the steps that take hold of Hell; and also
discern, while thou art reading of Mr. Badmans Death, whether thou
thy self art treading in his path thereto.

And let me entreat thee to forbear Quirking and Mocking, for that I
say Mr. Badman is dead; but rather gravely enquire concerning thy
self by the Word, whether thou art one of his Linage or no: For
Mr. Badman has left many of his Relations behind him; yea, the very
World is overspread with his Kindred. True, some of his Relations,
as he, are gone to their place, and long home, but thousands of
thousands are left behind; as Brothers, Sisters, Cousens, Nephews,
besides innumerable of his Friends and Associates.

I may say, and yet speak nothing but too much truth in so saying,
that there is scarce a Fellowship, a Community, or Fraternity of
men in the World, but some of Mr. Badmans Relations are there: yea
rarely can we find a Family or Houshold in a Town, where he has not
left behind him either Brother, Nephew or Friend.

The Butt therefore, that at this time I shoot at, is wide; and
'twill be as impossible for this Book to go into several Families,
and not to arrest some, as for the Kings Messenger to rush into an
house full of Traitors, and find none but honest men there.

I cannot but think that this shot will light upon many, since our
fields are so full of this Game; but how many it will kill to Mr.