mother, was gone, yea or not:  the angels appeared, and shewed her mother opening a trunk, and taking out a red waistcoat, whereby she perceived she was not gone.  Next day she went to her mother’s, and there, as she entered the chamber, she was opening a trunk, and had a red waistcoat in her hand.  Sarah told me oft, the angels would for some years follow her, and appear in every room of the house, until she was weary of them.

This Sarah Skelhorn, her call unto the crystal began,

‘Oh ye good angels, only and only,’ &c.

Ellen Evans, daughter of my tutor Evans, her call unto the crystal was this: 

‘O Micol, O tu Micol, regina pigmeorum veni, &c.’

Since I have related of the Queen of Fairies, I shall acquaint you, that it is not for every one, or every person, that these angelical creatures will appear unto, though they may say over the call, over and over, or indeed is it given to very many persons to endure their glorious aspects; even very many have failed just at that present when they are ready to manifest themselves; even persons otherwise of undaunted spirits and firm resolution, are herewith astonished, and tremble; as it happened not many years since with us.  A very sober discreet person, of virtuous life and conversation, was beyond measure desirous to see something in this nature.  He went with a friend into my Hurst Wood:  the Queen of Fairies was invocated, a gentle murmuring wind came first; after that, amongst the hedges, a smart whirlwind; by and by a strong blast of wind blew upon the face of the friend,—­and the Queen appearing in a most illustrious glory, ‘No more, I beseech you,’ (quoth the friend:) ‘My heart fails; I am not able to endure longer.’  Nor was he:  his black curling hair rose up, and I believe a bullrush would have beat him to the ground:  he was soundly laughed at, &c.

Sir Robert Holborn, Knight, brought once unto me Gladwell[18] of Suffolk, who had formerly had sight and conference with Uriel and Raphael, but lost them both by carelessness; so that neither of them both would but rarely appear, and then presently be gone, resolving nothing.  He would have given me two hundred pounds to have assisted him for their recovery, but I am no such man.—­Those glorious creatures, if well commanded, and well observed, do teach the master any thing he desires; Amant secreta, fugiunt aperta.  The Fairies love the southern side of hills, mountains, groves.—­Neatness and cleanliness in apparel, a strict diet, and upright life, fervent prayers unto God, conduce much to the assistance of those who are curious these ways.

[Footnote 18:  Mr. Gilbert Wakering gave him his berril when he died; it was of the largeness of a good big orange, set in silver, with a cross on the top, and another on the handle; and round about engraved the names of these angels, Raphael, Gabriel, Uriel.]

It hath been my happiness to meet with many rarities