Prophecies of Robert Nixon, Mother Shipton, and Martha, the Gypsy — John Shaqi
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Prophecies of Robert Nixon, Mother Shipton, and Martha, the Gypsy
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This wonderful and unexpected exploit was instantly noised all about the
country, and occasioned a great resort of people to the place where
Agatha lived; which so perplexed her by their undesired visits, that she
resolved within herself to be revenged on some of them; which by Satan’s
help she effected: one had a horse that died suddenly, and being opened,
there was found in his stomach fish-hooks and hair, instead of hay and
oats; another going to sit down at table with persons of good quality, at
dinner-time, and thinking himself very spruce and fine, had in an instant
his ruff pulled off his neck, and the seat of a house of office clapped
on in its place: he that sat next to him breaking out in a great laughter
at the sight thereof, was served a little better, for his hat was
invisibly conveyed away, and the kitchen pan put on instead thereof; a
modest young gentlewoman, who did sit at the table at that time, and was
come on no other errand but to see this young witch, which was so much
talked of, looking on these two worthy spectacles of laughter,
endeavouring all she could to refrain from laughing, but could not for
above a quarter of an hour: this made them all laugh so extremely, that
the master of the house was alarmed, and being desirous to share with his
guests in their mirth, came running upstairs as fast as his legs could
carry him; when about to enter the door, he could not, and no wonder,
since the oldest man living never saw a larger pair of horns than he had
on his head.
Whilst they were gazing one on another, more than half distracted, they
were reduced to the same condition they were in before; after which there
followed a noise, as if a hundred persons were laughing together, but
nothing at all was seen.
These persons fearing something worse might befall them if they stayed
any longer, made all the haste they could to be gone. Agatha knowing
their intent, resolved to take her farewell of them by serving them one
trick more, which was this: As they were about to mount on horseback,
they were pelted with rotten apples and filth. As they rode through the
town, such as thought they rode singly, were all observed to have behind
them, each man, a deformed old woman; and as their faces differed all one
from another, so did their habits, which were all tattered and ragged,
and patched with a hundred colours. Fear, shame, and the hooting of the
people, made them put spurs to their horses, neither did they forbear the
whip, nor anything that might add speed to their horses’ heels, so that
it may be said, they rather flew than rode.
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