The Witchcraft Delusion in New England: Its Rise, Progress, and Termination, (Vol. 1 of 3)Mather, Cotton
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The Witchcraft Delusion in New England: Its Rise, Progress, and Termination, (Vol. 1 of 3)
Mather, Cotton
Witchcraft -- New England
Bloodshed of any Persons, like the _Gibeonites_, whom some learned Men
suppose to be under a false Notion of Witches, by _Saul_ exterminated.
They would have all due steps taken for the Extinction of Witches; but
they would fain have them to be sure ones; nor is it from any thing,
but the real and hearty goodness of such Men, that they are loth to
surmise ill of other Men, till there be the fullest Evidence for the
surmises. As for the Honourable Judges that have been hitherto in the
Commission, they are above my Consideration: wherefore I will only say
thus much of them, That such of them as I have the Honour of a Personal
Acquaintance with, are Men of an excellent Spirit; and as at first
they went about the work for which they were Commission'd, with [13]
a very great aversion, so they have still been under Heart-breaking
Solicitudes, how they might therein best serve both God and Man? In
fine, Have there been faults on any side fallen into? Surely, they have
at worst been but the faults of a well-meaning Ignorance. On every side
then, why should not we endeavour with amicable Correspondencies, to
help one another out of the Snares wherein the Devil would involve
us? To wrangle the Devil out of the Country, will be truly a New
Experiment: Alas! we are not aware of the Devil, if we do not think,
that he aims at inflaming us one against another; and shall we suffer
our selves to be Devil-ridden? or by any unadvisableness contribute
unto the Widening of our Breaches?
To say no more, there is a published and credible Relation; which
affirms, That very lately in a part of _England_, where some of the
Neighbourhood were quarrelling, a _Raven_ from the Top of a Tree
very articulately and unaccountably cry'd out, _Read the Third of
Collossians and the Fifteenth!_ Were I my self to chuse what sort of
Bird I would be transformed into, I would say, _O that I had wings
like a Dove!_ Nevertheless, I will for once do the Office, which as it
seems, Heaven sent that Raven upon; even to beg, _That the Peace of God
may Rule in our Hearts_.
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