CHAPTER IV.

Satan's Especial Grudge against Our Puritan Fathers.

"Tituba!" And who else? Why need there have been anybody else? Why could

not the whole thing have stopped just there? No doubt Tituba was guilty,

if any one was. But Tituba escaped, by shrewdly also becoming an

accuser.

"Who else?" This set the children's imagination roving. Their first

charges were not so unreasonable. Why, the vagrant Sarah Good, a social

outcast, wandering about without any settled habitation; and Sarah

Osburn, a bed-ridden woman, half distracted by family troubles who had

seen better days. There the truth was out. Tituba, Sarah Good and Sarah

Osburn were the agents of the devil in this foul attempt against the

peace of the godly inhabitants of Salem village.

For it was a common belief even amongst the wisest and best of our

Puritan fathers, that the devil had a special spite against the New

England colonies. They looked at it in this way. He had conquered in

the fight against the Lord in the old world. He was the supreme and

undoubted lord of the "heathen salvages" in the new. Now that the

Puritan forces had commenced an onslaught upon him in the western

hemisphere, to which he had an immemorial right as it were, could it be

wondered at that he was incensed beyond all calculation? Was he, after

having Europe, Asia and Africa, to be driven out of North America by a

small body of steeple-hatted, psalm-singing, and conceited Puritans? No

wonder his satanic ire was aroused; and that he was up to all manner of

devices to harass, disorganize and afflict the camp of his enemies.

I am afraid this seems a little ridiculous to readers nowadays; but to

the men and women of two hundred years ago it was grim and sober

earnest, honestly and earnestly believed in.

Who, in the face of such wonderful changes in our religious views, can

venture to predict what will be the belief of our descendants two

hundred years hence?

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