On this day Luther went hunting, and a hare and a fox were seen by all [who were there]. When with a shout Erasmus Spiegel pursued the hare on horseback over the plain, his horse suddenly fell and died. That hare was a specter of Satan. Then a story was told about many noblemen who were racing on horseback and crying, “The last will be the devil’s!” A boy who had two horses galloped off on one horse, leaving the other behind. This horse was snatched up into the air by Satan. Thereupon Luther said, “One shouldn’t invite the devil to be a guest. We have enough to do as it is to oppose him with our prayer and watching.”
Yeah, probably drunk.