conference. In the end, in this great assemblie
it was decreed that M. Covell, [he was the gaoler
of Lancaster Castle,] by reason of his Office, shall
be slaine before the next Assises, the Castle at Lancaster
to be blown up,” &c., &c. This witches’
convention, so historically famous, we unquestionably
owe to the “painful justice” whose scent
after witches and plots entitled him to a promotion
which he did not obtain. An overt act so alarming
and so indisputable, at once threw the country, far
and near, into the greatest ferment—
furiis
surrexit Etruria justis—while it supplied
an admirable
locus in quo for tracing those
whose retiring habits had prevented their propensities
to witchcraft from being generally known to their
intimate friends and connexions. The witness by
whose evidence this legend was principally supported,
was Jennet Device, a child about nine years old, and
grand-daughter of old Demdike. A more dangerous
tool in the hands of an unscrupulous evidence-compeller,
being at once intelligent, cunning and pliant, than
the child proved herself, it would not have been easy
to have discovered. A foundation being now laid
capable of embracing any body of confederates, the
indefatigable justice proceeded in his inquiries, and
in the end, Elizabeth Device the daughter of old Demdike,
James Device her son, Alice Nutter, Katherine Hewitt,
John Bulcock, Jane Bulcock, with some others, were
committed for trial at Lancaster. The very curious
report of that trial is contained in the work now
republished, which was compiled under the superintendence
of the judges who presided, by Master Thomas Potts,
clerk in court, and present at the trial. His
report, notwithstanding its prolixity and its many
repetitions, it has been thought advisable to publish
entire, and the reprint which follows is as near a
fac-simile as possible of the original tract.
[Footnote 35: Baines confounds Malking-Tower
with Hoar-stones, a place rendered famous by the second
case of pretended witchcraft in 1633, but at some
distance from the first-named spot, the residence of
Mother Demdike, which lies in the township of Barrowford.
The witch’s mansion—
“Where
that same wicked wight
Her dwelling had—
Dark, doleful, dreary, like
a greedy grave
That still for carrion carcases
doth crave,
On top whereof ay dwelt the
ghastly owle,
Shrieking his baleful note,
which ever drave
Far from that haunt all other
cheerful fowl,
And all about it wandering
ghosts did wail and howle”—
is now, alas! no more. It stood in a field a
little elevated, on a brow above the building at present
called Malking-Tower. The site of the house or
cottage is still distinctly traceable, and fragments
of the plaster are yet to be found imbedded in the
boundary wall of the field. The old road to Gisburne
ran almost close to it. It commanded a most extensive
prospect in front, in the direction of Alkincoates,
Colne, and the Yorkshire moors; while in another direction
the vast range of Pendle, nearly intercepted, gloomed
in sullen majesty. At the period when Mother
Demdike was in being, Malking-Tower would be at some
distance from any other habitation; its occupier, as
the vulgar would opine—