Ann Pudeator had been formerly the wife of a person named Greenslitt, who left her with five children.  Her subsequent husband, Jacob Pudeator, died in 1682, and by will gave her his whole estate, after the payment of legacies, of five pounds each, to her Greenslitt children, who appear to have been living in 1692 at Casco Bay.  These provisions, as well as the expressions used by Pudeator, indicate that he regarded her with affection and esteem.  The following document is all that we know else of her character particularly, except that she was a kind neighbor, and ever prompt in offices of charity and sympathy.

“The Humble Petition of Ann Pudeator unto the Honored Judge and Bench now sitting in Judicature in Salem, humbly showeth, that, whereas your poor and humble petitioner, being condemned to die, and knowing in my own conscience, as I shall shortly answer it before the great God of heaven, who is the Searcher and Knower of all hearts, that the evidence of Jno.  Best, Sr., and Jno.  Best, Jr., and Samuel Pickworth, which was given in against me in Court, were all of them altogether false and untrue, and, besides the abovesaid Jno.  Best hath been formerly whipped and likewise is recorded for a liar.  I would humbly beg of Your Honors to take it into your judicious and pious consideration, that my life may not be taken away by such false evidences and witnesses as these be; likewise, the evidence given in against me by Sarah Churchill and Mary Warren I am altogether ignorant of, and know nothing in the least measure about it, nor nothing else concerning the crime of witchcraft, for which I am condemned to die, as will be known to men and angels at the great day of judgment.  Begging and imploring your prayers at the Throne of Grace in my behalf, and your poor and humble petitioner shall for ever pray, as she is bound in duty, for Your Honors’ health and happiness in this life, and eternal felicity in the world to come.”

Abigail, the wife of Francis Faulkner, and daughter of the Rev. Francis Dane, of Andover, who was among those sentenced on the 17th of September, had been examined, on the 11th of August, by Hathorne, Corwin, and Captain John Higginson, sitting as magistrates.  Upon the prisoner’s being brought in, the afflicted fell down, and went into fits, as usual.  The magistrates asked the prisoner what she had to say.  She replied, “I know nothing of it.”  The girls then renewed their performances, declaring that her shape was at that moment torturing them.  The magistrates asked her if she did not see their sufferings.  She answered, “Yes; but it is the Devil does it in my shape.”  Ann Putnam said that her spectre had afflicted her a few days before, pulling her off her horse.  Upon the touch of her person, the sufferings of the afflicted would cease for a time.  The prisoner held a handkerchief in her hand.  The girls would screech out, declaring that, as she pressed the handkerchief, they were dreadfully