Ye Lyttle Salem Maide: A Story of WitchcraftMackie, Pauline Bradford
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Ye Lyttle Salem Maide: A Story of Witchcraft
Mackie, Pauline Bradford
Salem (Mass.) -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction; Trials (Witchcraft) -- Fiction
“The conviction is most earnestly forced upon me that God has made of
this especial case a very trial of faith, lest we embrace Satan when he
appears to us in goodly disguise, and persecute him only when he puts
on the semblance of an old hag or a middle-aged person. Yet, while God
has thus far accorded the most exquisite success to our endeavour to
defeat these horrid witchcrafts, there is need of much caution lest the
Devil outwit us, so that we most miserably convict the innocent and
set the guilty free. Now, the prisoner being young, meseemeth she was,
perchance, more foolish than wicked. And when I reflect that men of much
strength and hearty women have confessed that the Black man did tender a
book unto them, soliciting them to enter into a league with his Master,
and when they refused this abominable spectre, did summon his demons
to torture these poor people, until by reason of their weak flesh, but
against their real desires, they signed themselves to be the servants
of the Devil forever,—and, I repeat, that when I reflect on this, that
they who were hearty and of mature age could not withstand the torture of
being twisted and pricked and pulled, and scalded with burning brimstone,
how much less could a weak, tender maid resist their evil assaults? And
I trust that my poor prayers for her salvation will not be refused, but
that she will confess and save her soul.”
He turned his earnest glance upon Deliverance and, perceiving she was in
great fear, he spoke to her gently, bidding her cast off all dread of the
Devil, abiding rather in the love of God, and thus strong in the armour
of light, make her confession.
But the little maid was too stupefied by terror to gather much
intelligent meaning from his words, and she stared helplessly at him as
if stricken dumb.
At her continued, and to him, stubborn, silence, his patience vanished.
“Then are you indeed obstinate and of hard heart, and the Lord has cast
you off,” he cried. He turned to the judges with an impassioned gesture.
“What better proof could you have that the Devil would indeed beguile
the court itself by a fair outward show? Behold a very Sadducee! See in
what dire need we stand to permit no false compassion to move us, lest
by not proceeding with unwavering justice in this witchery business we
work against the very cause of Christ. Still, while I would thus caution
you not to let one witch go free, meseemeth it is yet worth while to
consider other punishment than by halter or burning. I have lately been
impressed by a Vision from the Invisible World, that it would be pleasing
to the Lord to have the lesser criminals punished in a mortifying public
fashion until they renounce the Devil. I am apt to think there is some
substantial merit in this peculiar recommendation.”
A ray of hope was in these last words for the prisoner.
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