In consequence of this, he insisted on partaking of the Sacrament.

The devil had indicated to him when he was going to be fetched, and watchers were accordingly placed in his room, who sat in their armour and with their weapons, and read the Bible to him.

Finally, one Saturday at midnight, a violent storm arose, that blew out the lights in the room, and hurled the luckless victim out of a narrow window into the street.

The sound of fighting and of armed men was heard, but the piper had disappeared.

The next morning he was found in a neighbouring ditch, with his arms stretched out in the form of a cross, dead and coal-black.