[134] The Author does not seem to remember that he has elsewhere said with much Emphasis, that "this remote Part of the Earth" was the Devil's own Territory, that he was undisturbed here before the white People came and that he did not expect to be disturbed here. [135] This was Mr. Samuel Clarke or Clark (as he indifferently wrote his own Surname), and his Father's Name was Hugh Clark. The Life spoken of is in the _Martyrology_ by the Son, a Work not now often referred to, but one abounding with interesting and curious biographical and historical Information, having intimate Connection with the Founders of New England, and containing a good deal concerning many of them. See his _Lives_, appended to the _Martyrology_, Page 127, _et seq._ Folio, 1677. I have often had Occasion to refer to his various Works. [136] There appears to have been some Mystery about that Perfume of Brimstone, if indeed "Metaphor" be left out of the Account, as the Author says it is to be. One might be led to suppose that the Circumstance which happened at Oxford in 1577, was of the Character of that in the Text, as alluded to by Hutchinson, in his _Historical Essay concerning Witchcraft_, Page 38, but on Reference to his Authority, a Parallel is hardly warranted. The Story will be found fully related in Camden's _Reign of Elizabeth_, 237, Ed. 1675. [137] In that curious Poem entitled _The Sorceress_, are the following Lines, among others, on "The Spell:" "Rust of the Gibbet, and Bone of the Dead, I mingle and into the Teakettle throw, Root of Skunk-cabbage and Rattlesnakes Mead, And Leaves pluck'd at Midnight from Juniper bough. Charm break the Rest Of the Parsun distrest, From his Eyes let the Blessing of Slumber depart; Lucifer aid me And Night overshade me, Spirit of Beelzebub, lend me thine Art." &c. [138] A vast Number of Books had been published previous to our Author's Time upon Magic, and Astrology. A principal Writer on these Subjects was Dr. John Dee. His Diary was published by the _Camden Society_ in 1842. See also William Lilley's _Hist. of his Life and Times_. [139] This most uncharitable Assertion is a complete Contradiction of what has before been asserted. He had already made poor New England bad enough, but this seems to place her in a perfectly hopeless Condition. Not many Pages back the Author cautioned the World lest it should not do Justice to New England, by believing her worse than Old England. A disordered Brain will always drive a Pen at random. [140] An Idea reminding one of the Case of the Jew in the _Merchant of Venice_. Unfortunately for the poor accused Wretches, there was no Daniel to sit in Judgment, and to see that no Blood was taken with the Pound of Flesh.