An Account, OF A Wonderful CHILD, Born at VERONA, In a Letter, from ITALY, to the Duke of BAVARIA.  
Brussels, June 2d. 1700.  
WE hear, the Elector of Bavaria, our Governor, hath received a Letter from Italy, importing as follows, That there was born at Verona (a City belonging to the Republic of Venice) on the First of March last, a Child of a Genoese Merchant residing there, which, the 2d. Day after its Birth, being in the Nurse's Lap, cried out, to the great terror of those that heard it, Mercy, Mercy, Repentance. The Skin of it was rough, like a Haircloth. It continued the first Six Days, without taking any Food, and grew rougher and rougher; on the following Days it took some Food, and on the 19th of that Month, was as big as a Child of 4 Years of Age; from the 19th to the 22th, it continued always kneeling, with its Arms a cross on another; and on the 28th cried out with a loud Voice, and its Eyes full of Tears, Poor Sicily, Poor France, Unhappy Parma, Waste and Desolate Italy, Frightful Naples, Destroyed Burgundy, Poland full of Blood, Blood flows over all. The Inquisition has since taken this Child into their Custody.  
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