On Monday Night after Christmas Day last, she met the same Company again, near about the same Place, and then Ann Bishop (who was there in a Green-apron, a French-Wastcoat, and a Red-Petticoat) brought in her Apron a Picture in blackish Wax, which the Devil Baptized as before, by the Name of John Newman, for the Son of Rob. Newman of Wincaunton, and then the Devil first, after Ann Bishop and this Examinant thrust Thorns into the Picture, Ann Bishop sticking in two Thorns into the Arms of it. The Picture Ann Bishop carried away with her. They were all there present in their Cloaths, and the Devil in the Shape of a Man in Black.
About 5 Years and a half since, the same Persons were at the Baptizing of another Image, by the Name of Peter Newman, another Son of Robert Newman, both which are since dead, and then Ann Bishop desired the Examinant to joyn with her in Bewitching of Peter and John Newman.
At another time she was carried to a Meeting in the Night, to a green Place near Marnhull as she was then told, where were present Ann Bishop, Elizabeth Style, Mary Penny, and some unknown to her. Then also an Image in Wax was Baptized by the Devil, in the fore-related manner, by the Name of Ann or Rachel Hatcher, one of Marnhull, as she was then informed. After the Ceremony was ended, they had Wine, Cakes, &c.
She likewise confesseth, That she was at another such Meeting, where 12 Persons were present, many of whom were unknown to her, but she took notice of one lame Man in blackish Hair among them, and of the Devil as before.
She saith, That after their Meetings, they all make very low Obeysances to the Devil, who appears in Black-cloaths, and a little Band. He bids them Welcome at their coming, and brings Wine or Beer, Cakes, Meat, or the like. He sits at the higher end, and usually Ann Bishop sits next him. They Eat, Drink, Dance, and have Musick. At their parting they use to say, Merry meet, merry part; and that before they are carried to their Meetings, their Foreheads are anointed with greenish Oyl that they have from the Spirit, which smells raw. They for the most part are carried in the Air. As they pass they say, Thout, tout a tout, tout, throughout and about. Passing back they say, Rentum Tormentum, and another Word which she doth not remember.
She confesseth, That her Familiar doth commonly suck her Right-breast about 7 at Night, in the Shape of a little Cat of a dunnish Colour, which is as smooth as a Want, and when she is suckt, she is in a kind of a Trance.
