of his Son's illness, and the Child told him, that in case the Woman should come in when he was in his Fit, if he were not able to speak, he would give him an intimation by a Jogg, and desired that his Father would lead him through the Room, for he said he would put his hand upon her, if she were there! After this he continuing very ill, many Women came daily to see him, And Jane Brooks the Sunday after, came in with two of her Sisters, and several other Women of the Neighbourhood were there.
Upon her coming in, the Boy was taken so ill, that for some time he could not see nor speak, but having recovered his sight, he gave his Father the Item, and he led him about the Room. The Boy drew towards Jane Brooks, who was behind her two Sisters among the other Women, and put his hand upon her, which his Father perceiving, immediately scratcheth her Face and drew Blood from her. The Youth then presently crying out that he was well, and so he continued seven or eight days. But then meeting with Alice Coward, Sister to Jane Brooks, who passing by said to him, [How do you do my Honey] he presently fell ill again. And after that, the said Coward and Brooks often appeared to him. The Boy would describe the Clothes and Habit they were in at the time exactly, as the Constable and others have found upon repairing to them, though Brook's House was at a good distance from Jones's. This they often tried, and always found the Boy right in his Descriptions.
On a certain Sunday about Noon, the Child being in a Room with his Father and one Gibson, and in his Fit, he on a sudden called out, that he saw Jane Brooks on the Wall, and pointed to the place, where immediately Gibson struck with a Knife. Upon which the Boy cried out, [O Father, couz Gibson hath cut Jane Brook's hand, and 'tis Bloody] The Father and Gibson immediately repaired to the Constable a discreet Person, and acquainting him with what had passed, desired him to go with him to Jane Brook's House, which she did. They found her sitting in her Room on a Stool with one hand over the other. The Constable askt her how she did? She answered, not well. He askt again why she sat with one hand over the other. She replied, she was wont to do so. He enquired if any thing were amiss with her Hand? Her answer was, it was well enough. The Constable desired he might see the hand that was under, which she being unwilling to shew him, he drew it out and found it bloody according to what the Boy had said. Being askt how it came so, she said 'twas scratched with a great Pin.
