The Story is this, At Welton, within a Mile of Daventry, in Northamptonshire; where live together Widow Cowley, the Grandmother, Widow Stiff, the Mother, and her two Daughters. At the next House but one, live anothers Widow Cowley, Sister to the former Widow Cowley; Moses Cowley my Acquaintance her Son, and Moses his Wife, having a good Estate in Land of their own, and very civil and orderly People. These 3 told me, That the younger of the two Daughters, 10 Years of age, Vomited in less than 3 Days, 3 Gallons of Water, to their great Admiration. After this, the elder Wench comes running, and tells them, that now her Sister begins to Vomit Stones and Coals. They went and were Eye-witnesses, told them till they came to Five hundred; some weighed a quarter of a Pound, and were so big, as they had enough to do to get them out of her Mouth, and he protest to me, that he could scarce get the like into his Mouth, and I do not know how any should, if they were so big, as he shewed the like to me. I have sent you one, but not a quarter so big as some of them were. It was one of the biggest of them that were left and kept in a Bag. This Vomiting lasted about a Fortnight, and hath Witnesses good store.
In the mean time they threw Hards of Flax upon the Fire, which would not blaze though blown but dwindled away. The Bed-cloaths would be thrown off the Bed. Moses Cowley told me, that he laid them on again several times, they all coming out of the Room, and go but into the Parlour and they were off again. And a strike of Wheat standing at the Beds-feet, set it how they would, it would be thrown down again. Once the Coffers and things were so transposed, as they could scarce stir about the Room. Once he laid the Bible upon the Bed, but the Cloaths were thrown off again, and the Bible hid in another Bed. And when they were all gone into the Parlour, as they used to go together, then things would be transposed in the Hall, their Wheel taken in pieces, and part of it thrown under the Table. In their Buttery, their Milk would be taken off the Table, and set on the Ground, and once one Panchion was broken, and the Milk spilt. A 7 Pound Weight with a Ring was hung upon the Spigot, and the Beer mingled with Sand and all spoiled, their Salt mingled most perfectly with Bran.
Mose's Mother said, That their Flax was thrown out of a Box, she put it in again, it was thrown out again; she put it in again and lockt the Box, trying by the Hasp or Lid, (as they use to do) whether it was fast, it was so. But as soon as her Back was turned, the Box was unlockt, and the Flax was thrown out again. Moses said, That when he was coming out
