carried up into the Chamber, and it did scratch and scrape the Beds-head all the Night, but when they went up into the Chamber, the Knife was thrown into the Loft. As they were going up the Stairs, there were things thrown at them, which were just before in the low Room, and when they went down the Stairs, the Old Mans Breeches were thrown down after them. These were the most remarkable things done that Night, only there was continual knocking and pinching the Maids, which was usually done every Night.
The third Night, when James Sherring and Thomas Hillary were there, as soon as the People were gone to bed, their Clothes were taken and thrown at the Candle and put out, and immediately after they cried with a very hideous cry and said, they should be all choaked if they were not presently helped. Then they run up the Stairs and there were abundance of Feathers plucked out of the Bolster that lay under their heads, and some thrust into their Mouths that they were almost choaked. The Feathers were thrown all about the Bed and Room. They were plucked out at a hole no bigger than the top of ones little Finger. Some time after they were vexed with a very hideous knocking at their heads as they lay on the Bed. Then James Sherring and Thomas Hillary took the Candle and went up Stairs and stood at the Beds-feet, and the knocking continued. Then they saw a Hand with an Arm-wrist hold the Hammer which kept on knocking against the Beds-head, the Hand and Hammer fell down behind the Bolster and could not be found. For they turned up the Bed-cloths to search for the Hammer. But as soon as they went down the Stairs the Hammer was thrown out into the middle of the Chamber. These were the most remarkable things that were done that Night.
The fourth and fifth Nights, there was but little done more than knocking and scratching as was usually.
The sixth and seventh Nights, there was nothing at all but as quiet as at other houses. These were all the Nights that they were there.
The things that do follow are what James Sherring heard the People of the house report.
There was a Saddle in the house of their Uncle Warren's of Leigh, (which it should seem they detained wrongfully from the right owner) that as it did hang upon a Pin in the Entry would come off and come into the house, as they termed it, hop about the house from one place to another, and upon the Table, and so to another, which stood on the other side of the
