WHITE WITCHES.[16]

Thus on November the 12th, 1597, Janet Stewart in the Canongate, Christian

Levingstone in Leith, Bessie Aiken, also of Leith, and Christian Sadler of

Blackhouse, were brought to trial for no worse crimes than healing and

helping sundry of their neighbours. Christian Levingstone was "fylit and

convict" for abusing (deceiving) Thomas Gothray, who went to her

complaining that his gear went from him, and that he was bewitched; which

she said was true; promising to help him, and "let him see where the

witchcraft was laid." So she took him down his own stair, and dug a hole

with her knife, and took out a little bag of black plaid, wherein were

some grains of wheat, worsted threads of many colours, some hair, and

nails of men's fingers, affirming that he was bewitched by these means,

and bidding his wife catch them in her apron. If this bag had not been

found, said Christian, he would have been wrackit both in mind and body;

which was a clear case of "abusing," if you will. This "scho deponit in

presens of my Lord Justice vpoun the tent day of Julij last past to be of

veritie." She also said that her daughter had been taken away by fairy

folk, and that she had learnt all her wise-wife knowledge from her, and as

a proof of this knowledge, she prophesied that Gothray's wife, then "being

with barne," should bear a man child; which proved to be true, to the sad

strengthening of the accusations against her. Another time she and

Christian Sadler were prayed by Robert Bailie, mason in Haddington, to go

and cure his wife. Christian Sadler recommended her to take three pints of

sweet wort, and boil it with a quantity of fresh butter; which she did,

and drank it too, but with no good effects of healing, as we may suppose.

Again, shortly before her accusation, she was sent for by Christian

Sadler, on some other devil's deed; and together they made Andrew

Pennycuik a cake baked with the blood of a red cock; but he could not eat

it. Then they took his shirt and dipped it in the well at the back of his

house, and brought it to him and put it on him, dripping as it was,

"quhairthrow he maist haif sownit amang their hands," giving him to

understand that now he would be mended, "albeit that it was onlie plane

abusione, as the event declarit." Not finding the cake of red cock's

blood or the dripping shirt of great efficacy, Andrew went then to Janet

Stewart, craving his health at her hands "for God's sake;" but we are not

told the result.

Janet Stewart was fylit for going to Bessie Inglis in the Kowgate, Bessie

being deidlie sick; when Janet took off her "mutche and sark" (cap and

shift), washed them in south-running water, and put them on her again at

midnight, wet as they were, saying three times, "In the name of the

Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost." She also "fyrit," or put a hot iron

into water, and burnt straw at the four corners of the bed, as Michael

Clarke, smith, had learnt her; and she healed women of the mysterious

child-bed disorder called wedonymph, by taking a garland of woodbine and

putting them through it, afterwards cutting it into nine pieces, which she

threw into the fire. This charm she said she had learnt from Mr. John

Damiet, an Italian, and a notorious enchanter. And she cured sundry

persons of the falling-evil by hanging a stone about their necks for five

nights, which stone she said she got from Lady Crawford.

Christian Sadler was "fylit and convict" for taking in hand to heal the

young Laird of Bargany, with a salve made of quicksilver, which she rubbed

into the patient, alleging that she learnt it of her father; but she did

the same by "unlessum" (unwholesome) means, said the dittay, she having no

such knowledge as would enable her to cure leprosy, which the most expert

men in medicine are not able to do. Robert Hunter, too, since deceased,

having a flaw in his face, she undertook to cure with a mixture of

quicksilver in a drink. She said the flaw was leprosy, but it was nothing

of the kind; and "God knows how the drink was composed," but the

gentleman died twelve hours after, "as was notourlie confessit of hirself,

and can nocht be denyit, quhairby scho was giltie of his death be hir

craft; ministering to him vnlessum things, quhairof he deit suddenlie." So

the four women were convicted and condemned, sentenced to be strangled at

a stake, then burnt, and all their goods forfeit to the crown. Only Bessie

Aiken got off by reason of her pregnancy; and after having suffered "lang

puneischment be famine and imprisonment," was finally banished the kingdom

for life.

In July, 1602, James Reid suffered for the same kind of offences--taking

three pennies and a piece of "creisch" (grease) from the bag of his master

the devill, whom he met on Bynnie-crags, and learning from him the art of

healing by means of silk laces, south-running waters, charms,

incantations, and other "unlessum" means. He cured Sarah Borthwick by his

sorcery and devilry, bringing her south-running water from the

"Schriff-breyis-well," and casting a certain quantity of salt and wheat

about her bed: and he consulted with certain for the destruction of David

Libbertoune, baxter and burges of Edinburgh, his spouse, their corn, and

goods, by taking a piece of raw flesh, and making nine nicks in it, then

putting part under the mill door and part under the stable door; while, to

ruin the land, he enchanted stones and cast them on the fields. He cured

John Crystie of a swelling, by putting three silk laces round his leg for

ten weeks; and his deeds becoming notorious and his character lost, he was

adjudged worthy of death, and judicially murdered accordingly.

Who was safe, if a half-fed scrofulous woman had fancies and the megrims?

The first person on whom her wild imagination chose to cast the grim

shadow of witchcraft was surely doomed, however slight the evidence, or

whatever the manifest quality of the disease. There was poor Patrick

Lowrie, fylit July 23, 1605--what had he done? Why, he and Jonet Hunter,

"ane notorious wich," bewitched Bessie Saweris' (Sawyer's) her corn, and

took all her fisnowne (fushion, foison, pith, strength, flavour) from her;

and then he fell foul of certain "ky," so that they gave no milk; and he

had cured the horse of Margaret Guffok, the witch of Barnewell, twenty

years ago; and struck Janet Lowrie blind; and, as a climax, uncannily

helped Elizabeth Crawford's bairn in Glasgow, which had been strangely

sick for the last eight or nine years. And the way in which he helped her

was thus. He took a cloth off the said bairn's face, "saining" it, and

crossing the face with his hand; he kept the cloth for eight days, then

came back and covered her face again with it; whereupon the child slept

without moving for two days, and at the end of that time Patrick Lowrie

wakened her, and her eye, which "had been tynt throw disease, was restored

to her, and in five days she was cured and mended." He was also fylit of

having met the devil on the common waste at Sandhills, in Kyle, when a

number of men and women were there; and for having entertained him under

the form of a woman, one Helen M'Brune (this was a succubus); also of

having received from him a hair belt, at one end of which was the

similitude of "four fingeris and ane thumbe, nocht far different from the

clawis of the devill;" which belt Jonet Hunter had, and it was burnt at

her trial; also of having dug up dead bodies, to dismember them for his

deadly charms; and also for being "ane cowmone and notorious sorcerer,

warlok, and abuser of the peopill, be all vnlawfull charms and devillische

incantationes, vset be him this xxiiij yeir begane." To which terrific

array was added the testimony of Mr. David Mill, who said how, in his own

place, he was "brutit and commonlie called Pait ye Witch, and that he gat

his father's malison," and had been spoken of as sure to make an ill end.

So he did, poor fellow; for the Lord Advocate threatened to prosecute the

assize if they acquitted him, which insured his effectual condemnation,

and Pate the Witch was burnt with his fellows.

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