the charwoman, and said to her, “Dame, you used to be fond of water gruel; here’s a fine mess for you which my master left last night”; and thereupon warmed it, and gave it her; that the woman sat down on a bench in the kitchen and drank some of it, but not all, and said the house smelt of physic, and everything tasted of physic, and she must go out and reach before she could finish it; that she went out to the wash-house, as she believes; that in about half an hour she followed her, and then found her in the necessary-house reaching, and, as she said, purging; that the old woman stayed there an hour and a half, during which time she went frequently to her, and carried her surfeit water; she said she was no better, and desired some fair water, upon which she persuaded her to come into the house, but she said she was not able without help; that then she led her in and put her in a chair by the fire, where the coughing and reaching continued; that she stayed in the house half an hour, and grew worse, and she thought her in a fit or seized with death; that about nine of the clock that morning she went up to Miss Blandy and acquainted her that her dame had been very ill and complained that the smell of physic had made her sick, and at the same time told her that she had eaten nothing but a little of her master’s water gruel, which could not hurt her, to which the prisoner said, “That she was glad she was not below stairs, for she should have been shocked to have seen her poor dame so ill.”  She tells you that sometimes the prisoner talked affectionately of her father, and at other times but middling, and called him an old villain for using an only child so.  Sometimes she wished for his long life, and sometimes for his death, and would often say, “That she was very awkward, and that if her father was dead she would go to Scotland and live with Lady Cranstoun; that by her father’s constitution he might live twenty years, but sometimes would say she did not think he looked so well.”  She remembers Dr. Addington being sent for on Saturday evening, and tells you that the prisoner was not debarred going into her father’s room till Sunday night, when Mr. Norton brought her down with him, and told this witness not to suffer any person to go into her master’s room except herself, who looked after him.  That about ten of the clock on Monday morning the prisoner came into the room after Mr. Norton; that she then fell on her knees to her father, and said, “Sir, banish me where you please; do with me what you please, so you do, but forgive me; and as for Cranstoun, I will never see him, speak to him, or write to him more as long as I live if you will forgive me.”  To which the deceased made answer, “I forgive thee, my dear, and I hope God will forgive thee; but thee shouldst have considered better before thee attemptedst anything against thy father; thee shouldst have considered I was thy own father.”  That the prisoner then said, “Sir, as to your illness I am entirely