_IN the Evening when the Sun was withdrawn, giving place to Darkness to succeed, I with some others were drawn by curiosity to see_ Margaret Rule, _and so much the rather because it was reported_ Mr. M---- _would be there that Night: Being come to her Fathers House[33] into the Chamber wherein she was in Bed, found her of a healthy countenance of about seventeen Years Old, lying very still, and speaking very little, what she did say seem'd as if she were Light-headed. Then Mr._ M---- _Father and Son[34] came up and others with them, in the whole were about 30 or 40 Persons, they being sat, the Father on a Stool, and the Son upon the Bedside by her, the Son began to question her_, Margaret Rule, _how do you do_? then a pause without any answer. Question. _What do there a great many Witches sit upon you? Answer._ Yes. Q. _Do you not know that there is a hard Master?_ Then she was in a Fit; _He laid his hand upon her Face and Nose, but, as he said, without perceiving Breath; then he brush'd her on the Face with his Glove, and rubb'd her Stomach (her breast not covered with the Bedcloaths) and bid others do so too, and said_ [14] _it eased her, then she revived._ Q. _Don't you know there is a hard Master?_ A. _Yes._ Reply; _Don't serve that hard Master, you know who._ Q. _Do you believe? Then again she was in a Fit, and he again rub'd her Breast_, &c. (_about this time_ Margaret Perd[35] _an attendant assisted him in rubbing of her. The Afflicted spake angerely to her saying don't you meddle with me, and hastily put away her hand_) _he wrought his Fingers before her Eyes and asked her if she saw the Witches_? A. _No._ Q. _Do you believe?_ A. _Yes._ Q. _Do you believe in you know who?_ A. _Yes._ Q. _Would you have other people do so too, to believe in you know who?_ A. _Yes._ Q. _Who is it that Afflicts you?_ A. _I know not, there is a great many of them_ (_about this time the Father question'd if she knew the Spectres? An attendant said, if she did she would not tell; The Son proceeded._) Q. _You have seen the Black-man, hant you?_ A. _No._ Reply, _I hope you never shall._ Q. _You have had a Book offered you, hant you?_ A. _No._ Q. _The brushing of you gives you ease, don't it?_ A. _Yes. She turn'd herselfe and a little Groan'd._ Q. _Now the Witches Scratch you and Pinch you, and Bite you, don't they?_ A. _Yes, then he put his hand upon her Breast and Belly_, viz. _on the Cloaths over her, and felt a Living thing, as he said, which moved the Father also to feel, and some others_. Q. _Don't you feel the Live thing in the Bed?_ A. _No._ Reply, _that is only Fancie_. Q. _the great company of People increase your Torment, don't they?_ A. _Yes. The People about were desired to withdraw. One Woman said, I am sure I am no Witch, I will not go; so others, so none withdrew._ Q. _Shall we go to Prayers, Then she lay in a Fit as before. But this time to revive her, they waved a Hat and brushed her Head and Pillow therewith._ Q. _Shall we go to PRAY_, &c.