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towards her house, and being to pass thorow a large plat of ground, which is 
within the walls of the Towne, where much timber was lay’d and sawyed out, 
hee asked the sawyers if they sawe Goody Orchard goe homewards? They say’d 
they did, that shee was gone to her house a little while before. Hee cominge to 
her house, and finding the door shut, and the window-boards down, knocked at 
the door and the windows, but nobody answered ; although hee told her hee had 
six pence for her. A neybour’s wife opened the door of her house, and seeing 
Mr. Bartholomew knocking at the doore, and calling Goody Orchard by her name, 
asked laughing, whether her neybour Orchard had used or played any of her 
frolliques with him ? Hee answered she had, and that because she was refused 
barme at his house, she caused her Spirits to breake his great cyprus chest, and 
for ought he knew, to throwe about or carry away his money. 
“Goody Orchard, who it seems was harkening, hearing what hee say’d, speake 
as near as I can remember, for some are alive heard them, these words: ‘ You 
lie, you old Rogue; your Chest is not broken, the nayles are only drawn, and 
there is never a penny of your Money gone.’ He being well pleased to heare 
it was no worse, went home, and taking company with him, went into the roome, 
where he found the pinns or nayles of the Chest onely drawn, the money out of 
the bags, but none missing ; but the lock so filled with it, and some of the money 
in the lock so bent, that he was forced to cause a smith to take it off, and to pull 
it to peeces, to get out the money, and to fit it up for use. Immediately after 
Mr. Bartholomew was gone from Orchard’s house, shee packed upp what shee 
thought fit to carry with her, and left the house and towne, and was not heard 
of in 3 or 4 months; and then that shee was in Salisbury Gaole, committed 
thither for bewitching a young Mayde, a gardiner’s daughter of Burbage, about 
4 miles south or south-east of Marleboro’ ; the manner of it was thus: Early in 
the morning this goody Orchard came to the gardiner’s house; hee was one of 
those who kept great grounds of early pease, carotts, and turnips, for to serve 
mercats, and prayed his daughter, a young mayd of 17 or 18 years, then coming 
from fetching carrots to bee carried out to mercat, to give her some victuals. 
Shee, whose hands were sandy, answered ‘by her troth shee would wash her 
hands, and cut something to eat herselfe, for shee was ready to faynting, having 
been from the first daylight working hard, filting up and cleansing carrots, and 
that shee had done more than that idle Old Woman had done in a twelvemonth ; 
and after she had eated a bit or two, shee would give her some victuals.’ 
“The Mayd’s Father hearing her answere the Woman as above, sayd to her, 
cut the poore woman some bread and cheese, and let her goe about her business. 
The Mayd answered, let her staye; ‘I am so faynt, I can scarce stand on my 
leges ; I will eat a bit or two, and give her some.’ There was a garden by the 
doore near the path to it, where were walks round a grasse plot, into which 
garden the woman stepped, and neyther walking or running, she trotted about 
the garden in the walk; and when she came round it, she trotted into the middle 
of the grass plot, and squatted down there. This she did three times, muttering 
some words not understood by those present, and then trudged away as fast as 
shee could. The young Mayd having water brought her, put her hands into it to 
wash them, which she had no sooner done, but her fingers were distorted in theyr — 
joynts, one this way, another that way, and with such extreame torment, that 
shee cryed out as if one had been about to kill her, or shee had been killing, and 
