who managed matters at the time than they had of her.
The record of her examination shows that she was not
afraid to speak her mind, and in plain terms too.
When brought before the magistrates, the following
were their questions and her answers. The accusing
witnesses having severally made their charges against
her, declaring that she had tormented them in various
ways, and threatened to cut their throats if they
would not sign the Devil’s book, which, they
said, she had presented to them, the magistrates addressed
her in these words: “What do you say to
this you are charged with?” She answered, “I
have not done it.” One of the accusers cried
out that she was, at that moment, sticking pins into
her. Another declared that she was then looking
upon “the black man,”—the shape
in which they pretended the Devil appeared. The
magistrate asked the accused, “What black man
is that?” Her answer was, “I know none.”
The accusers cried out that the black man was present,
and visible to them. The magistrate asked her,
“What black man did you see?” Her answer
was, “I saw no black man but your own presence.”
Whenever she looked upon the accusers, they were knocked
down. The magistrate, entirely deluded by their
practised acting, said to her, “Can you look
upon these, and not knock them down?” Her answer
was, “They will dissemble, if I look upon them.”
He continued: “You see, you look upon them,
and they fall down.” She broke out, “It
is false: the Devil is a liar. I looked
upon none since I came into the room but you.”
Susanna Sheldon cried out, in a trance, “I wonder
what could you murder thirteen persons for.”
At this, her spirit became aroused: the accusers
fell into the most intolerable outcries and agonies.
The accused rebuked the magistrate, charging him with
unfairness in not paying any regard to what she said,
and receiving every thing that the accusers said.
“It is a shameful thing, that you should mind
these folks that are out of their wits;” and,
turning to those who were bringing these false and
ridiculous charges against her, she said, “You
lie: I am wronged.” The energy and
courage of the prisoner threw the accusers, magistrates,
and the whole crowd into confusion and uproar.
The record closes the description of the scene in these
words: “The tortures of the afflicted were
so great that there was no enduring of it, so that
she was ordered away, and to be bound hand and foot
with all expedition; the afflicted, in the mean while,
almost killed, to the great trouble of all spectators,
magistrates, and others.”
Parris closes his report of this examination as follows:—
“NOTE.—As
soon as she was well bound, they all had strange
and sudden ease.
Mary Walcot told the magistrates that this
woman told her she had
been a witch this forty years.”
This shows the sort of communications the girls were
allowed to hold with the magistrates, exciting their
prejudices against accused persons, and filling their
ears with all sorts of exaggerated and false stories.
However much she may have been maligned by her neighbors,
some of whom had long been in the habit of circulating
slanders against her, the whole tenor of the papers
relating to her shows that she always indignantly
repelled the charge of being a witch, and was the
last person in the world to have volunteered such a
statement as Mary Walcot reported.