‘After these dreadful fires, which did endanger the whole Village had they not been at length quench’d by a numerous Company of the Neighbours, who came in to the Tenant’s Assistance, the poor Tenant dirst stay no longer in the House, but quitted it, with all her losses, when one _John Jones_ a valiant Welchman of the neighbourhood, would needs give a signal proof of his Brittish Valour, and to that purpose undertook to lye in the House, and to incounter the _Hagg_, to which end he carried with him a large Basket hilted Sword, a Mastive Dog, and a Lanthorn and Candle to burn by him; he had not long lain on the Bed, with his Dog, and Sword ready drawn by him, but he heard a great Knocking at the Door, and many Cats, as he conceived, came into his Chamber, broke the Windows, and made a hideous noise, at which the Mastive howll’d and quak’d, and crept close to his Master; the Candle went out, and the Welchman fell into a cold sweat, left his Sword unused, and with much adoe found the door, and ran half a Mile without ever looking behind him; protesting, next day, he would not lye another night in the House, for a hundred pounds.’ The next in point of time is the following: ‘STRANGE AND WONDERFUL NEWS FROM YOWEL[11] IN SURREY.’[12] ‘On _Thursday_, the 5th of _October_, one Mr. _Tuers_, a Gentleman, living at _Yowell_ in the County of _Surry_, together with his wife, went forth upon occasion, leaving their Servant Maid, _Elizabeth Burgiss_, at home, to officiate in their absence, as she found occasion. In the meantime, or interim, one _Joan Butts_, a person that hath been for a long time suspected to be a _Witch_, came to the house of the aforesaid Mr. _Tuers_, and, framing some discourse to the Maid before named, she, at last, askt her for a pair of old Gloves; the Maid knowing her to be a person of ill repute, and being willing to be rid of her company, gave her a very short and sharp answer, telling her that she had no Gloves for her, or, if shee had, she could not spare time to look them out; whereupon this _Joan Butts_ went away, but in a little time returned, asking the aforesaid Maid for a Pin to pin her Neckcloath, which she furnished her with, and so this _Joan Butts_ departed, leaving the Maid without any dread or fear of any harm.