The particulars of the concubinage of witches with their familiars were

discussed with a relish and a filthy minuteness worthy of Sanchez. Could

children be born of these devilish amours? Of course they could, said one

party; are there not plenty of cases in authentic history? Who was the

father of Romulus and Remus? nay, not so very long ago, of Merlin?

Another party denied the possibility of the thing altogether. Among these

was Luther, who declared the children either to be supposititious, or

else mere imps, disguised as innocent sucklings, and known as

_Wechselkinder_, or changelings, who were common enough, as everybody

must be aware. Of the intercourse itself Luther had no doubts.[111] A

third party took a middle ground, and believed that vermin and toads

might be the offspring of such amours. And how did the Demon, a mere

spiritual essence, contrive himself a body? Some would have it that he

entered into dead bodies, by preference, of course, those of sorcerers.

It is plain, from the confession of De la Rue, that this was the theory

of his examiners. This also had historical evidence in its favor. There

was the well-known leading case of the Bride of Corinth, for example. And

but yesterday, as it were, at Crossen in Silesia, did not Christopher

Monig, an apothecary's servant, come back after being buried, and do

duty, as if nothing particular had happened, putting up prescriptions as

usual, and "pounding drugs in the mortar with a mighty noise"?

Apothecaries seem to have been special victims of these Satanic pranks,

for another appeared at Reichenbach not long before, affirming that, "he

had poisoned several men with his drugs," which certainly gives an air of

truth to the story. Accordingly the Devil is represented as being

unpleasantly cold to the touch. "Caietan escrit qu'une sorciere demanda

un iour au diable pourquoy il ne se rechauffoit, qui fist response qu'il

faisoit ce qu'il pouuoit." Poor Devil! But there are cases in which the

demon is represented as so hot that his grasp left a seared spot as black

as charcoal. Perhaps some of them came from the torrid zone of their

broad empire, and others from the thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice.

Those who were not satisfied with the dead-body theory contented

themselves, like Dr. More, with that of "adscititious particles," which

has, to be sure, a more metaphysical and scholastic flavor about it. That

the demons really came, either corporeally or through some diabolic

illusion that amounted to the same thing, and that the witch devoted

herself to him body and soul, scarce anybody was bold enough to doubt. To

these familiars their venerable paramours gave endearing nicknames, such

as My little Master, or My dear Martin,--the latter, probably, after the

heresy of Luther, and when the rack was popish. The famous witch-finder

Hopkins enables us to lengthen the list considerably. One witch whom he

convicted, after being "kept from sleep two or three nights," called in

five of her devilish servitors. The first was "_Holt_, who came in like a

white kitling"; the second "_Jarmara_, like a fat spaniel without any

legs at all"; the third, "_Vinegar Tom_, who was like a long-tailed

greyhound with an head like an oxe, with a long tail and broad eyes, who,

when this discoverer spoke to and bade him to the place provided for him

and his angells, immediately transformed himself into the shape of a

child of foure yeares old, without a head, and gave half a dozen turnes

about the house and vanished at the doore"; the fourth, "_Sack and

Sugar_, like a black rabbet"; the fifth, "_News_, like a polcat." Other

names of his finding were Elemauzer, Pywacket, Peck-in-the-Crown,

Grizzel, and Greedygut, "which," he adds, "no mortal could invent." The

name of _Robin_, which we met with in the confession of Alice Duke, has,

perhaps, wider associations than the woman herself dreamed of; for,

through Robin des Bois and Robin Hood, it may be another of those

scattered traces that lead us back to Woden. Probably, however, it is

only our old friend Robin Goodfellow, whose namesake Knecht Ruprecht

makes such a figure in the German fairy mythology. Possessed persons

called in higher agencies,--Thrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Powers; and

among the witnesses against Urbain Grandier we find the names of

Leviathan, Behemoth, Isaacarum, Belaam, Asmodeus, and Beherit, who spoke

French very well, but were remarkably poor Latinists, knowing, indeed,

almost as little of the language as if their youth had been spent in

writing Latin verses.[112] A shrewd Scotch physician tried them with

Gaelic, but they could make nothing of it.

It was only when scepticism had begun to make itself uncomfortably

inquisitive, that the Devil had any difficulty in making himself visible

and even palpable. In simpler times, demons would almost seem to have

made no inconsiderable part of the population. Trithemius tells of one

who served as cook to the Bishop of Hildesheim (one shudders to think of

the school where he had graduated as _Cordon bleu_), and who delectebatur

esse cum hominibus, loquens, interrogans, respondens familiariter

omnibus, aliquando visibiliter, aliquando invisibiliter apparens. This

last feat of "appearing invisibly" would have been worth seeing. In 1554,

the Devil came of a Christmas eve to Lawrence Doner, a parish priest in

Saxony, and asked to be confessed. "Admissus, horrendas adversus Christum

filium Dei blasphemias evomuit. Verum cum virtute verbi Dei a parocho

victus esset, intolerabili post se relicto foetore abiit." Splendidly

dressed, with two companions, he frequented an honest man's house at

Rothenberg. He brought with him a piper or fiddler, and contrived feasts

and dances under pretext of wooing the goodman's daughter. He boasted

that he was a foreign nobleman of immense wealth, and, for a time, was as

successful as an Italian courier has been known to be at one of our

fashionable watering-places. But the importunity of the guest and his

friends at length displicuit patrifamilias, who accordingly one evening

invited a minister of the Word to meet them at supper, and entered upon

pious discourse with him from the word of God. Wherefore, seeking other

matter of conversation, they said that there were many facetious things

more suitable to exhilarate the supper-table than the interpretation of

Holy Writ, and begged that they might be no longer bored with Scripture.

Thoroughly satisfied by their singular way of thinking that his guests

were diabolical, paterfamilias cries out in Latin worthy of Father Tom,

"Apagite, vos scelerati nebulones!" This said, the tartarean impostor and

his companions at once vanished with a great tumult, leaving behind them

a most unpleasant foetor and the bodies of three men who had been hanged.

Perhaps if the clergyman-cure were faithfully tried upon the next

fortune-hunting count with a large real estate in whiskers and an

imaginary one in Barataria, he also might vanish, leaving a strong smell

of barber's-shop, and taking with him a body that will come to the

gallows in due time. It were worth trying. Luther tells of a demon who

served as _famulus_ in a monastery, fetching beer for the monks, and

always insisting on honest measure for his money. There is one case on

record where the Devil appealed to the courts for protection in his

rights. A monk, going to visit his mistress, fell dead as he was passing

a bridge. The good and bad angel came to litigation about his soul. The

case was referred by agreement to Eichard, Duke of Normandy, who decided

that the monk's body should be carried back to the bridge, and his soul

restored to it by the claimants. If he persevered in keeping his

assignation, the Devil was to have him, if not, then the Angel. The monk,

thus put upon his guard, turns back and saves his soul, such as it

was.[113] Perhaps the most impudent thing the Devil ever did was to open

a school of magic in Toledo. The ceremony of graduation in this

institution was peculiar. The senior class had all to run through a

narrow cavern, and the venerable president was entitled to the hindmost,

if he could catch him. Sometimes it happened that he caught only his

shadow, and in that case the man who had been nimble enough to do what

Goethe pronounces impossible, became the most profound magician of his

year. Hence our proverb of _the Devil take the hindmost_, and Chamisso's

story of Peter Schlemihl.

There is no end of such stories. They were repeated and believed by the

gravest and wisest men down to the end of the sixteenth century; they

were received undoubtingly by the great majority down to the end of the

seventeenth. The Devil was an easy way of accounting for what was beyond

men's comprehension. He was the simple and satisfactory answer to all the

conundrums of Nature. And what the Devil had not time to bestow his

personal attention upon, the witch was always ready to do for him. Was a

doctor at a loss about a case? How could he save his credit more cheaply

than by pronouncing it witchcraft, and turning it over to the parson to

be exorcised? Did a man's cow die suddenly, or his horse fall lame?

Witchcraft! Did one of those writers of controversial quartos, heavy as

the stone of Diomed, feel a pain in the small of his back? Witchcraft!

Unhappily there were always ugly old women; and if you crossed them in

any way, or did them a wrong, they were given to scolding and banning.

If, within a year or two after, anything should happen to you or yours,

why, of course, old Mother Bombie or Goody Blake must be at the bottom of

it. For it was perfectly well known that there were witches, (does not

God's law say expressly, "Suffer not a _witch_ to live?") and that they

could cast a spell by the mere glance of their eyes, could cause you to

pine away by melting a waxen image, could give you a pain wherever they

liked by sticking pins into the same, could bring sickness into your

house or into your barn by hiding a Devil's powder under the threshold;

and who knows what else? Worst of all, they could send a demon into your

body, who would cause you to vomit pins, hair, pebbles, knives,-indeed,

almost anything short of a cathedral,-without any fault of yours, utter

through you the most impertinent things _verbi ministro_, and, in short,

make you the most important personage in the parish for the time being.

Meanwhile, you were an object of condolence and contribution to the whole

neighborhood. What wonder if a lazy apprentice or servant-maid (Bekker

gives several instances of the kind detected by him) should prefer being

possessed, with its attendant perquisites, to drudging from morning till

night? And to any one who has observed how common a thing in certain

states of mind self-connivance is, and how near it is to self-deception,

it will not be surprising that some were, to all intents and purposes,

really possessed. Who has never felt an almost irresistible temptation,

and seemingly not self-originated, to let himself go? to let his mind

gallop and kick and curvet and roll like a horse turned loose? in short,

as we Yankees say, "to speak out in meeting"? Who never had it suggested

to him by the fiend to break in at a funeral with a real character of the

deceased, instead of that Mrs. Grundyfied view of him which the clergyman

is so painfully elaborating in his prayer? Remove the pendulum of

conventional routine, and the mental machinery runs on with a whir that

gives a delightful excitement to sluggish temperaments, and is, perhaps,

the natural relief of highly nervous organizations. The tyrant Will is

dethroned, and the sceptre snatched by his frolic sister Whim. This state

of things, if continued, must become either insanity or imposture. But

who can say precisely where consciousness ceases and a kind of automatic

movement begins, the result of over-excitement? The subjects of these

strange disturbances have been almost always young women or girls at a

critical period of their development. Many of the most remarkable cases

have occurred in convents, and both there and elsewhere, as in other

kinds of temporary nervous derangement, have proved contagious.

Sometimes, as in the affair of the nuns of Loudon, there seems every

reason to suspect a conspiracy; but I am not quite ready to say that

Grandier was the only victim, and that some of the energumens were not

unconscious tools in the hands of priestcraft and revenge. One thing is

certain: that in the dioceses of humanely sceptical prelates the cases of

possession were sporadic only, and either cured, or at least hindered

from becoming epidemic, by episcopal mandate. Cardinal Mazarin, when

Papal vice-legate at Avignon, made an end of the trade of exorcism within

his government.

But scepticism, down to the beginning of the eighteenth century, was the

exception. Undoubting and often fanatical belief was the rule. It is easy

enough to be astonished at it, still easier to misapprehend it. How could

sane men have been deceived by such nursery-tales? Still more, how could

they have suffered themselves, on what seems to us such puerile evidence,

to consent to such atrocious cruelties, nay, to urge them on? As to the

belief, we should remember that the human mind, when it sails by _dead

reckoning_, without the possibility of a fresh observation, perhaps

without the instruments necessary to take one, will sometimes bring up in

very strange latitudes. Do we of the nineteenth century, then, always

strike out boldly into the unlandmarked deep of speculation and shape our

courses by the stars, or do we not sometimes con our voyage by what seem

to us the firm and familiar headlands of truth, planted by God himself,

but which may, after all, be no more than an insubstantial mockery of

cloud or airy juggle of mirage? The refraction of our own atmosphere has

by no means made an end of its tricks with the appearances of things in

our little world of thought. The men of that day believed what they saw,

or, as our generation would put it, what they _thought_ they saw. Very

good. The vast majority of men believe, and always will believe, on the

same terms. When one comes along who can partly distinguish the thing

seen from that travesty or distortion of it which the thousand disturbing

influences within him and without him would _make_ him see, we call him a

great philosopher. All our intellectual charts are engraved according to

his observations, and we steer contentedly by them till some man whose

brain rests on a still more unmovable basis corrects them still further

by eliminating what his predecessor thought _he_ saw. We must account for

many former aberrations in the moral world by the presence of more or

less nebulous bodies of a certain gravity which modified the actual

position of truth in its relation to the mind, and which, if they have

now vanished, have made way, perhaps, for others whose influence will in

like manner be allowed for by posterity in their estimate of us. In

matters of faith, astrology has by no means yet given place to astronomy,

nor alchemy become chemistry, which knows what to seek for and how to

find it. In the days of witchcraft all science was still in the condition

of _May-be;_ it is only just bringing itself to find a higher

satisfaction in the imperturbable _Must-be_ of law. We should remember

that what we call _natural_ may have a very different meaning for one

generation from that which it has for another. The boundary between the

"other" world and this ran till very lately, and at some points runs

still, through a vast tract of unexplored border-land of very uncertain

tenure. Even now the territory which Reason holds firmly as Lord Warden

of the marches during daylight, is subject to sudden raids of Imagination

by night. But physical darkness is not the only one that lends

opportunity to such incursions; and in midsummer 1692, when Ebenezer

Bapson, looking out of the fort at Gloucester in broad day, saw shapes of

men, sometimes in blue coats like Indians, sometimes in white waistcoats

like Frenchmen, it seemed _more_ natural to most men that they should be

spectres than men of flesh and blood. Granting the assumed premises, as

nearly every one did, the syllogism was perfect.

So much for the apparent reasonableness of the belief, since every man's

logic is satisfied with a legitimate deduction from his own postulates.

Causes for the cruelty to which the belief led are not further to seek.

Toward no crime have men shown themselves so cold-bloodedly cruel as in

punishing difference of belief, and the first systematic persecutions for

witchcraft began with the inquisitors in the South of France in the

thirteenth century. It was then and there that the charge of sexual

uncleanness with demons was first devised. Persecuted heretics would

naturally meet in darkness and secret, and it was easy to blacken such

meetings with the accusation of deeds so foul as to shun the light of day

and the eyes of men. They met to renounce God and worship the Devil. But

this was not enough. To excite popular hatred and keep it fiercely alive,

fear must be mingled with it; and this end was reached by making the

heretic also a sorcerer, who, by the Devil's help, could and would work

all manner of fiendish mischief. When by this means the belief in a

league between witch and demon had become firmly established, witchcraft

grew into a well-defined crime, hateful enough in itself to furnish

pastime for the torturer and food for the fagot. In the fifteenth

century, witches were burned by thousands, and it may well be doubted if

all paganism together was ever guilty of so many human sacrifices in the

same space of time. In the sixteenth, these holocausts were appealed to

as conclusive evidence of the reality of the crime, terror was again

aroused, the more vindictive that its sources were so vague and

intangible, and cruelty was the natural consequence. Nothing but an

abject panic, in which the whole use of reason, except as a mill to grind

out syllogisms, was altogether lost, will account for some chapters in

Bodin's _Démonomanie_. Men were surrounded by a forever-renewed

conspiracy whose ramifications they could not trace, though they might

now and then lay hold on one of its associates. Protestant and Catholic

might agree in nothing else, but they were unanimous in their dread of

this invisible enemy. If fright could turn civilized Englishmen into

savage Iroquois during the imagined negro plots of New York in 1741 and

of Jamaica in 1865, if the same invisible omnipresence of Fenianism shall

be able to work the same miracle, as it perhaps will, next year in

England itself, why need we be astonished that the blows should have

fallen upon many an innocent head when men were striking wildly in

self-defence, as they supposed, against the unindictable Powers of

Darkness, against a plot which could be carried on by human agents, but

with invisible accessories and by supernatural means? In the seventeenth

century an element was added which pretty well supplied the place of

heresy as a sharpener of hatred and an awakener of indefinable suspicion.

Scepticism had been born into the world, almost more hateful than heresy,

because it had the manners of good society and contented itself with a

smile, a shrug, an almost imperceptible lift of the eyebrow,--a kind of

reasoning especially exasperating to disputants of the old school, who

still cared about victory, even when they did not about the principles

involved in the debate.

The Puritan emigration to New England took place at a time when the

belief in diabolic agency had been hardly called in question, much less

shaken. The early adventurers brought it with them to a country in every

way fitted, not only to keep it alive, but to feed it into greater vigor.

The solitude of the wilderness (and solitude alone, by dis-furnishing the

brain of its commonplace associations, makes it an apt theatre for the

delusions of imagination), the nightly forest noises, the glimpse,

perhaps, through the leaves, of a painted savage face, uncertain whether

of redman or Devil, but more likely of the latter, above all, that

measureless mystery of the unknown and conjectural stretching away

illimitable on all sides and vexing the mind, somewhat as physical

darkness does, with intimation and misgiving,--under all these

influences, whatever seeds of superstition had in any way got over from

the Old World would find an only too congenial soil in the New. The

leaders of that emigration believed and taught that demons loved to dwell

in waste and wooded places, that the Indians did homage to the bodily

presence of the Devil, and that he was especially enraged against those

who had planted an outpost of the true faith upon this continent hitherto

all his own. In the third generation of the settlement, in proportion as

living faith decayed, the clergy insisted all the more strongly on the

traditions of the elders, and as they all placed the sources of goodness

and religion in some inaccessible Other World rather than in the soul of

man himself, they clung to every shred of the supernatural as proof of

the existence of that Other World, and of its interest in the affairs of

this. They had the countenance of all the great theologians, Catholic as

well as Protestant, of the leaders of the Reformation, and in their own

day of such men as More and Glanvil and Baxter.[114] If to all these

causes, more or less operative in 1692, we add the harassing excitement

of an Indian war (urged on by Satan in his hatred of the churches), with

its daily and nightly apprehensions and alarms, we shall be less

astonished that the delusion in Salem Village rose so high than that it

subsided so soon.

I have already said that it was religious antipathy or clerical interest

that first made heresy and witchcraft identical and cast them into the

same expiatory fire. The invention was a Catholic one, but it is plain

that Protestants soon learned its value and were not slow in making it a

plague to the inventor. It was not till after the Reformation that there

was any systematic hunting out of witches in England. Then, no doubt, the

innocent charms and rhyming prayers of the old religion were regarded as

incantations, and twisted into evidence against miserable beldames who

mumbled over in their dotage what they had learned at their mother's

knee. It is plain, at least, that this was one of Agnes Simpson's crimes.

But as respects the frivolity of the proof adduced, there was nothing to

choose between Catholic and Protestant. Out of civil and canon law a net

was woven through whose meshes there was no escape, and into it the

victims were driven by popular clamor. Suspicion of witchcraft was

justified by general report, by the ill-looks of the suspected, by being

silent when accused, by her mother's having been a witch, by flight, by

exclaiming when arrested, _I am lost!_ by a habit of using imprecations,

by the evidence of two witnesses, by the accusation of a man on his

death-bed, by a habit of being away from home at night, by fifty other

things equally grave. Anybody might be an accuser,--a personal enemy, an

infamous person, a child, parent, brother, or sister. Once accused, the

culprit was not to be allowed to touch the ground on the way to prison,

was not to be left alone there lest she have interviews with the Devil

and get from him the means of being insensible under torture, was to be

stripped and shaved in order to prevent her concealing some charm, or to

facilitate the finding of witch-marks. Her right thumb tied to her left

great-toe, and _vice versa_, she was thrown into the water. If she

floated, she was a witch; if she sank and was drowned, she was lucky.

This trial, as old as the days of Pliny the Elder, was gone out of

fashion, the author of _De Lamiis_ assures us, in his day, everywhere but

in Westphalia. "On halfproof or strong presumption," says Bodin, the

judge may proceed to torture. If the witch did not shed tears under the

rack, it was almost conclusive of guilt. On this topic of torture he

grows eloquent. The rack does very well, but to thrust splinters between

the nails and flesh of hands and feet "is the most excellent gehenna of

all, and practised in Turkey." That of Florence, where they seat the

criminal in a hanging chair so contrived that if he drop asleep it

overturns and leaves him hanging by a rope which wrenches his arms

backwards, is perhaps even better, "for the limbs are not broken, and

without trouble or labor one gets out the truth." It is well in carrying

the accused to the chamber of torture to cause some in the next room to

shriek fearfully as if on the rack, that they may be terrified into

confession. It is proper to tell them that their accomplices have

confessed and accused them ("though they have done no such thing") that

they may do the same out of revenge. The judge may also with a good

conscience lie to the prisoner and tell her that if she admit her guilt,

she may be pardoned. This is Bodin's opinion, but Walburger, writing a

century later, concludes that the judge may go to any extent _citra

mendacium_, this side of lying. He may tell the witch that he will be

favorable, meaning to the Commonwealth; that he will see that she has a

new house built for her, that is, a wooden one to burn her in; that her

confession will be most useful in saving her life, to wit, her life

eternal. There seems little difference between the German's white lies

and the Frenchman's black ones. As to punishment, Bodin is fierce for

burning. Though a Protestant, he quotes with evident satisfaction a

decision of the magistrates that one "who had eaten flesh on a Friday

should be burned alive unless he repented, and if he repented, yet he was

hanged out of compassion." A child under twelve who will not confess

meeting with the Devil should be put to death if convicted of the fact,

though Bodin allows that Satan made no express compact with those who had

not arrived at puberty. This he learned from the examination of Jeanne

Harvillier, who deposed, "that, though her mother dedicated her to Satan

so soon as she was born, yet she was not married to him, nor did he

demand that, or her renunciation of God, till she had attained the age of

twelve."

There is no more painful reading than this, except the trials of the

witches themselves. These awaken, by turns, pity, indignation, disgust,

and dread,--dread at the thought of what the human mind may be brought to

believe not only probable, but proven. But it is well to be put upon our

guard by lessons of this kind, for the wisest man is in some respects

little better than a madman in a strait-waistcoat of habit, public

opinion, prudence, or the like. Scepticism began at length to make itself

felt, but it spread slowly and was shy of proclaiming itself. The

orthodox party was not backward to charge with sorcery whoever doubted

their facts or pitied their victims. Bodin says that it is good cause of

suspicion against a judge if he turn the matter into ridicule, or incline

toward mercy. The mob, as it always is, was orthodox. It was dangerous to

doubt, it might be fatal to deny. In 1453 Guillaume de Lure was burned at

Poitiers on his own confession of a compact with Satan, by which he

agreed "to preach and did preach that everything told of sorcerers was

mere fable, and that it was cruelly done to condemn them to death." This

contract was found among his papers signed "with the Devil's own claw,"

as Howell says speaking of a similar case. It is not to be wondered at

that the earlier doubters were cautious. There was literally a reign of

terror, and during such _régimes_ men are commonly found more eager to be

informers and accusers than of counsel for the defence. Peter of Abano is

reckoned among the earliest unbelievers who declared himself openly.[115]

Chaucer was certainly a sceptic, as appears by the opening of the Wife of

Bath's Tale. Wierus, a German physician, was the first to undertake

(1563) a refutation of the facts and assumptions on which the

prosecutions for witchcraft were based. His explanation of the phenomena

is mainly physiological. Mr. Leckie hardly states his position correctly,

in saying, "that he never dreamed of restricting the sphere of the

supernatural." Wierus went as far as he dared. No one can read his book

without feeling that he insinuates much more than he positively affirms

or denies. He would have weakened his cause if he had seemed to

disbelieve in demoniacal possession, since that had the supposed warrant

of Scripture; but it may be questioned whether he uses the words _Satan_

and _Demon_ in any other way than that in which many people still use the

word _Nature_. He was forced to accept certain premises of his opponents

by the line of his argument. When he recites incredible stories without

comment, it is not that he believes them, but that he thinks their

absurdity obvious. That he wrote under a certain restraint is plain from

the Colophon of his book, where he says: "Nihil autem hic ita assertum

volo, quod aequiori judicio Catholicae Christi Ecclesiae non omnino

submittam, palinodia mox spontanea emendaturus, si erroris alicubi

convincar." A great deal of latent and timid scepticism seems to have

been brought to the surface by his work. Many eminent persons wrote to

him in gratitude and commendation. In the Preface to his shorter treatise

_De Lamiis_ (which is a mere abridgment), he thanks God that his labors

had "in many places caused the cruelty against innocent blood to

slacken," and that "some more distinguished judges treat more mildly and

even absolve from capital punishment the wretched old women branded with

the odious name of witches by the populace." In the _Pseudomonarchia

Daemonum_, he gives a kind of census of the diabolic kingdom,[116] but

evidently with secret intention of making the whole thing ridiculous, or

it would not have so stirred the bile of Bodin. Wierus was saluted by

many contemporaries as a Hercules who destroyed monsters, and himself not

immodestly claimed the civic wreath for having saved the lives of

fellow-citizens. Posterity should not forget a man who really did an

honest life's work for humanity and the liberation of thought. From one

of the letters appended to his book we learn that Jacobus Savagius, a

physician of Antwerp, had twenty years before written a treatise with the

same design, but confining himself to the medical argument exclusively.

He was, however, prevented from publishing it by death. It is pleasant to

learn from Bodin that Alciato, the famous lawyer and emblematist, was one

of those who "laughed and made others laugh at the evidence relied on at

the trials, insisting that witchcraft was a thing impossible and

fabulous, and so softened the hearts of judges (in spite of the fact that

an inquisitor had caused to burn more than a hundred sorcerers in

Piedmont), that all the accused escaped." In England, Reginald Scot was

the first to enter the lists in behalf of those who had no champion. His

book, published in 1584, is full of manly sense and spirit, above all, of

a tender humanity that gives it a warmth which we miss in every other

written on the same side. In the dedication to Sir Roger Manwood he says:

"I renounce all protection and despise all friendship that might serve

towards the suppressing or supplanting of truth." To his kinsman, Sir

Thomas Scot, he writes: "My greatest adversaries are _young ignorance_

and _old custom_; for what folly soever tract of time hath fostered, it

is so superstitiously pursued of some, as though no error could be

acquainted with custom." And in his Preface he thus states his motives:

"God that knoweth my heart is witness, and you that read my book shall

see, that my drift and purpose in this enterprise tendeth only to these

respects. First, that the glory and power of God be not so abridged and

abased as to be thrust into the hand or lip of a lewd old woman, whereby

the work of the Creator should be attributed to the power of a creature.

Secondly, that the religion of the Gospel may be seen to stand without

such peevish trumpery. Thirdly, that lawful favor and Christian

compassion be rather used towards these poor souls than rigor and

extremity. Because they which are commonly accused of witchcraft are the

least sufficient of all other persons to speak for themselves, as having

the most base and simple education of all others, the extremity of their

age giving them leave to dote, their poverty to beg, their wrongs to

chide and threaten (as being void of any other way of revenge), their

humor melancholical to be full of imaginations, from whence chiefly

proceedeth the vanity of their confessions.... And for so much as the

mighty help themselves together, and the poor widow's cry, though it

reach to Heaven, is scarce heard here upon earth, I thought good

(according to my poor ability) to make intercession that some part of

common rigor and some points of hasty judgment may be advised upon."....

The case is nowhere put with more point, or urged with more sense and

eloquence, than by Scot, whose book contains also more curious matter, in

the way of charms, incantations, exorcisms, and feats of legerdemain,

than any other of the kind.

Other books followed on the same side, of which Bekker's, published about

a century later, was the most important. It is well reasoned, learned,

and tedious to a masterly degree. But though the belief in witchcraft

might be shaken, it still had the advantage of being on the whole

orthodox and respectable. Wise men, as usual, insisted on regarding

superstition as of one substance with faith, and objected to any scouring

of the shield of religion, lest, like that of Cornelius Scriblerus, it

should suddenly turn out to be nothing more than "a paltry old sconce

with the nozzle broke off." The Devil continued to be the only recognized

Minister Resident of God upon earth. When we remember that one man's

accusation on his death-bed was enough to constitute grave presumption of

witchcraft, it might seem singular that dying testimonies were so long of

no avail against the common credulity. But it should be remembered that

men are mentally no less than corporeally gregarious, and that public

opinion, the fetish even of the nineteenth century, makes men, whether

for good or ill, into a mob, which either hurries the individual judgment

along with it, or runs over and tramples it into insensibility. Those who

are so fortunate as to occupy the philosophical position of spectators

_ab extra_ are very few in any generation.

There were exceptions, it is true, but the old cruelties went on. In 1610

a case came before the tribunal of the _Tourelle_, and when the counsel

for the accused argued at some length that sorcery was ineffectual, and

that the Devil could not destroy life, President Seguier told him that he

might spare his breath, since the court had long been convinced on those

points. And yet two years later the grand-vicars of the Bishop of

Beauvais solemnly summoned Beelzebuth, Satan, Motelu, and Briffaut, with

the four legions under their charge, to appear and sign an agreement

never again to enter the bodies of reasonable or other creatures, under

pain of excommunication! If they refused, they were to be given over to

"the power of hell to be tormented and tortured more than was customary,

three thousand years after the judgment." Under this proclamation they

all came in, like reconstructed rebels, and signed whatever document was

put before them. Toward the middle of the seventeenth century, the safe

thing was still to believe, or at any rate to profess belief. Sir Thomas

Browne, though he had written an exposure of "Vulgar Errors," testified

in court to his faith in the possibility of witchcraft. Sir Kenelm Digby,

in his "Observations on the Religio Medici," takes, perhaps, as advanced

ground as any, when he says: "Neither do I deny there are witches; I only

reserve my assent till I meet with stronger motives to carry it." The

position of even enlightened men of the world in that age might be called

semi-sceptical. La Bruyère, no doubt, expresses the average of opinion:

"Que penser de la magie et du sortilége? La théorie en est obscurcie, les

principes vagues, incertains, et qui approchent du visionnaire; mais il y

a des faits embarrassants, affirmés par des hommes graves qui les ont

vus; les admettre tous, ou les nier tous, paraît un égal inconvénient, et

j'ose dire qu'en cela comme en toutes les choses extraordinaires et qui

sorteut des communes règles, il y a un parti à trouver entre les âmes

crédules et les esprits forts."[117] Montaigne, to be sure, had long

before declared his entire disbelief, and yet the Parliament of

Bourdeaux, his own city, condemned a man to be burned as a _noüeur

d'aiguillettes_ so lately as 1718. Indeed, it was not, says Maury, till

the first quarter of the eighteenth century that one might safely publish

his incredulity in France. In Scotland, witches were burned for the last

time in 1722. Garinet cites the case of a girl near Amiens possessed by

three demons,--Mimi, Zozo, and Crapoulet,--in 1816.

The two beautiful volumes of Mr. Upham are, so far as I know, unique in

their kind. It is, in some respects, a clinical lecture on human nature,

as well as on the special epidemical disease under which the patient is

laboring. He has written not merely a history of the so-called Salem

Witchcraft, but has made it intelligible by a minute account of the place

where the delusion took its rise, the persons concerned in it, whether as

actors or sufferers, and the circumstances which led to it. By deeds,

wills, and the records of courts and churches, by plans, maps, and

drawings, he has recreated Salem Village as it was two hundred years ago,

so that we seem wellnigh to talk with its people and walk over its

fields, or through its cart-tracks and bridle-roads. We are made partners

in parish and village feuds, we share in the chimney-corner gossip, and

learn for the first time how many mean and merely human motives, whether

consciously or unconsciously, gave impulse and intensity to the passions

of the actors in that memorable tragedy which dealt the death-blow in

this country to the belief in Satanic compacts. Mr. Upham's minute

details, which give us something like a photographic picture of the

in-door and out-door scenery that surrounded the events he narrates, help

us materially to understand their origin and the course they inevitably

took. In this respect his book is original and full of new interest. To

know the kind of life these people led, the kind of place they dwelt in,

and the tenor of their thought, makes much real to us that was

conjectural before. The influences of outward nature, of remoteness from

the main highways of the world's thought, of seclusion, as the

foster-mother of traditionary beliefs, of a hard life and unwholesome

diet in exciting or obscuring the brain through the nerves and stomach,

have been hitherto commonly overlooked in accounting for the phenomena of

witchcraft. The great persecutions for this imaginary crime have always

taken place in lonely places, among the poor, the ignorant, and, above

all, the ill-fed.

One of the best things in Mr. Upham's book is the portrait of Parris, the

minister of Salem Village, in whose household the children who, under the

assumed possession of evil spirits, became accusers and witnesses, began

their tricks. He is shown to us pedantic and something of a martinet in

church discipline and ceremony, somewhat inclined to magnify his office,

fond of controversy as he was skilful and rather unscrupulous in the

conduct of it, and glad of any occasion to make himself prominent. Was he

the unconscious agent of his own superstition, or did he take advantage

of the superstition of others for purposes of his own? The question is

not an easy one to answer. Men will sacrifice everything, sometimes even

themselves, to their pride of logic and their love of victory. Bodin

loses sight of humanity altogether in his eagerness to make out his case,

and display his learning in the canon and civil law. He does not scruple

to exaggerate, to misquote, to charge his antagonists with atheism,

sorcery, and insidious designs against religion and society, that he may

persuade the jury of Europe to bring in a verdict of guilty.[118] Yet

there is no reason to doubt the sincerity of his belief. Was Parris

equally sincere? On the whole, I think it likely that he was. But if we

acquit Parris, what shall we say of the demoniacal girls? The probability

seems to be that those who began in harmless deceit found themselves at

length involved so deeply, that dread of shame and punishment drove them

to an extremity where their only choice was between sacrificing

themselves, or others to save themselves. It is not unlikely that some of

the younger girls were so far carried along by imitation or imaginative

sympathy as in some degree to "credit their own lie." Any one who has

watched or made experiments in animal magnetism knows how easy it is to

persuade young women of nervous temperaments that they are doing that by

the will of another which they really do by an obscure volition of their

own, under the influence of an imagination adroitly guided by the

magnetizer. The marvellous is so fascinating, that nine persons in ten,

if once persuaded that a thing is possible, are eager to believe it

probable, and at last cunning in convincing themselves that it is proven.

But it is impossible to believe that the possessed girls in this case did

not know how the pins they vomited got into their mouths. Mr. Upham has

shown, in the case of Anne Putnam, Jr., an hereditary tendency to

hallucination, if not insanity. One of her uncles had seen the Devil by

broad daylight in the novel disguise of a blue boar, in which shape, as a

tavern sign, he had doubtless proved more seductive than in his more

ordinary transfigurations. A great deal of light is let in upon the

question of whether there was deliberate imposture or no, by the

narrative of Rev. Mr. Turell of Medford, written in 1728, which gives us

all the particulars of a case of pretended possession in Littleton, eight

years before. The eldest of three sisters began the game, and found

herself before long obliged to take the next in age into her confidence.

By and by the youngest, finding her sisters pitied and caressed on

account of their supposed sufferings while she was neglected, began to

play off the same tricks. The usual phenomena followed. They were

convulsed, they fell into swoons, they were pinched and bruised, they

were found in the water, on the top of a tree or of the barn. To these

places they said they were conveyed through the air, and there were those

who had seen them flying, which shows how strong is the impulse which

prompts men to conspire with their own delusion, where the marvellous is

concerned. The girls did whatever they had heard or read that was common

in such cases. They even accused a respectable neighbor as the cause of

their torments. There were some doubters, but "so far as I can learn,"

says Turell, "the greater number believed and said they were under the

evil hand, or possessed by Satan." But the most interesting fact of all

is supplied by the confession of the elder sister, made eight years later

under stress of remorse. Having once begun, they found returning more

tedious than going o'er. To keep up their cheat made life a burden to

them, but they could not stop. Thirty years earlier, their juggling might

have proved as disastrous as that at Salem Village. There, parish and

boundary feuds had set enmity between neighbors, and the girls, called on

to say who troubled them, cried out upon those whom they had been wont to

hear called by hard names at home. They probably had no notion what a

frightful ending their comedy was to have; but at any rate they were

powerless, for the reins had passed out of their hands into the sterner

grasp of minister and magistrate. They were dragged deeper and deeper, as

men always are by their own lie.

The proceedings at the Salem trials are sometimes spoken of as if they

were exceptionally cruel. But, in fact, if compared with others of the

same kind, they were exceptionally humane. At a time when Baxter could

tell with satisfaction of a "_reading_ parson" eighty years old, who,

after being kept awake five days and nights, confessed his dealings with

the Devil, it is rather wonderful that no mode of torture other than

mental was tried at Salem. Nor were the magistrates more besotted or

unfair than usual in dealing with the evidence. Now and then, it is true,

a man more sceptical or intelligent than common had exposed some

pretended demoniac. The Bishop of Orléans, in 1598, read aloud to Martha

Brossier the story of the Ephesian Widow, and the girl, hearing Latin,

and taking it for Scripture, went forthwith into convulsions. He found

also that the Devil who possessed her could not distinguish holy from

profane water. But that there were deceptions did not shake the general

belief in the reality of possession. The proof in such cases could not

and ought not to be subjected to the ordinary tests. "If many natural

things," says Bodin, "are incredible and some of them incomprehensible,

_a fortiori_ the power of supernatural intelligences and the doings of

spirits are incomprehensible. But error has risen to its height in this,

that those who have denied the power of spirits and the doings of

sorcerers have wished to dispute physically concerning supernatural or

metaphysical things, which is a notable incongruity." That the girls were

really possessed, seemed to Stoughton and his colleagues the most

rational theory,--a theory in harmony with the rest of their creed, and

sustained by the unanimous consent of pious men as well as the evidence

of that most cunning and least suspected of all sorcerers, the Past,--and

how confront or cross-examine invisible witnesses, especially witnesses

whom it was a kind of impiety to doubt? Evidence that would have been

convincing in ordinary cases was of no weight against the general

prepossession. In 1659 the house of a man in Brightling, Sussex, was

troubled by a demon, who set it on fire at various times, and was

continually throwing things about. The clergy of the neighborhood held a

day of fasting and prayer in consequence. A maid-servant was afterwards

detected as the cause of the missiles. But this did not in the least

stagger Mr. Bennet, minister of the parish, who merely says: "There was a

_seeming blur_ cast, though not on the whole, yet upon some part of it,

for their servant-girl was at last found throwing some things," and goes

off into a eulogium on the "efficacy of prayer."

In one respect, to which Mr. Upham first gives the importance it

deserves, the Salem trials were distinguished from all others. Though

some of the accused had been terrified into confession, yet not one

persevered in it, but all died protesting their innocence, and with

unshaken constancy, though an acknowledgment of guilt would have saved

the lives of all. This martyr proof of the efficacy of Puritanism in the

character and conscience may be allowed to outweigh a great many sneers

at Puritan fanaticism. It is at least a testimony to the courage and

constancy which a profound religious sentiment had made common among the

people of whom these sufferers were average representatives. The accused

also were not, as was commonly the case, abandoned by their friends. In

all the trials of this kind there is nothing so pathetic as the picture

of Jonathan Cary holding up the weary arms of his wife during her trial,

and wiping away the sweat from her brow and the tears from her face.

Another remarkable fact is this, that while in other countries the

delusion was extinguished by the incredulity of the upper classes and the

interference of authority, here the reaction took place among the people

themselves, and here only was an attempt made at some legislative

restitution, however inadequate. Mr. Upham's sincere and honest

narrative, while it never condescends to a formal plea, is the best

vindication possible of a community which was itself the greatest

sufferer by the persecution which its credulity engendered.

If any lesson may be drawn from the tragical and too often disgustful

history of witchcraft, it is not one of exultation at our superior

enlightenment or shame at the shortcomings of the human intellect. It is

rather one of charity and self-distrust. When we see what inhuman

absurdities men in other respects wise and good have clung to as the

corner-stone of their faith in immortality and a divine ordering of the

world, may we not suspect that those who now maintain political or other

doctrines which seem to us barbarous and unenlightened, may be, for all

that, in the main as virtuous and clear-sighted as ourselves? While we

maintain our own side with an honest ardor of conviction, let us not

forget to allow for mortal incompetence in the other. And if there are

men who regret the Good Old Times, without too clear a notion of what

they were, they should at least be thankful that we are rid of that

misguided energy of faith which justified conscience in making men

unrelentingly cruel. Even Mr. Leckie softens a little at the thought of

the many innocent and beautiful beliefs of which a growing scepticism has

robbed us in the decay of supernaturalism. But we need not despair; for,

after all, scepticism is first cousin of credulity, and we are not

surprised to see the tough doubter Montaigne hanging up his offerings in

the shrine of our Lady of Loreto. Scepticism commonly takes up the room

left by defect of imagination, and is the very quality of mind most

likely to seek for sensual proof of supersensual things. If one came from

the dead, it could not believe; and yet it longs for such a witness, and

will put up with a very dubious one. So long as night is left and the

helplessness of dream, the wonderful will not cease from among men. While

we are the solitary prisoners of darkness, the witch seats herself at the

loom of thought, and weaves strange figures into the web that looks so

familiar and ordinary in the dry light of every-day. Just as we are

flattering ourselves that the old spirit of sorcery is laid, behold the

tables are tipping and the floors drumming all over Christendom. The

faculty of wonder is not defunct, but is only getting more and more

emancipated from the unnatural service of terror, and restored to its

proper function as a minister of delight. A higher mode of belief is the

best exorciser, because it makes the spiritual at one with the actual

world instead of hostile, or at best alien. It has been the grossly

material interpretations of spiritual doctrine that have given occasion

to the two extremes of superstition and unbelief. While the resurrection

of the body has been insisted on, that resurrection from the body which

is the privilege of all has been forgotten. Superstition in its baneful

form was largely due to the enforcement by the Church of arguments that

involved a _petitio principii_, for it is the miserable necessity of all

false logic to accept of very ignoble allies. Fear became at length its

chief expedient for the maintenance of its power; and as there is a

beneficent necessity laid upon a majority of mankind to sustain and

perpetuate the order of things they are born into, and to make all new

ideas manfully prove their right, first, to be at all, and then to be

heard, many even superior minds dreaded the tearing away of vicious

accretions as dangerous to the whole edifice of religion and society. But

if this old ghost be fading away in what we regard as the dawn of a

better day, we may console ourselves by thinking that perhaps, after all,

we are not so _much_ wiser than our ancestors. The rappings, the trance

mediums, the visions of hands without bodies, the sounding of musical

instruments without visible fingers, the miraculous inscriptions on the

naked flesh, the enlivenment of furniture,--we have invented none of

them, they are all heirlooms. There is surely room for yet another

schoolmaster, when a score of seers advertise themselves in Boston

newspapers. And if the metaphysicians can never rest till they have taken

their watch to pieces and have arrived at a happy positivism as to its

structure, though at the risk of bringing it to a no-go, we may be sure

that the majority will always take more satisfaction in seeing its hands

mysteriously move on, even if they should err a little as to the precise

time of day established by the astronomical observatories.

Footnotes:

[98] Salem Witchcraft, with an Account of Salem Village, and a

History of Opinions on Witchcraft and Kindred Subjects. By Charles W.

Upham. Boston: Wiggin and Lunt. 1867. 2 vols.

Ioannis Wieri de praestigiis daemonum, et incantationibus ac

veneficiis libri sex, postrema editione sexta aucti et recogniti.

Accessit liber apologeticus et pseudomonarchia daemonum. Cum rerum et

verborum copioso indice. Cum Caes. Maiest. Regisq: Galliarum gratia

et privelegio. Basiliae ex officina Oporiniani, 1583.

Scot's Discovery of Witchcraft: proving the common opinions of

Witches contracting with Divels, Spirits, or Familiars; and their

power to kill, torment, and consume the bodies of men, women, and

children, or other creatures by diseases or otherwise; their flying

in the Air, &c.; To be but imaginary Erronious conceptions and

novelties; Wherein also the lewde, unchristian practises of

Witchmongers, upon aged, melancholy, ignorant and superstitious

people in extorting confessions by inhumane terrors and Tortures, is

notably detected. Also The knavery and confederacy of Conjurors. The

impious blasphemy of Inchanters. The imposture of Soothsayers, and

infidelity of Atheists. The delusion of Pythonists, Figure-casters,

Astrologers, and vanity of Dreamers. The fruitlesse beggarly art of

Alchimistry. The horrible art of Poisoning and all the tricks and

conveyances of juggling and lieger-demain are fully deciphered. With

many other things opened that have long lain hidden: though very

necessary to be known for the undeceiving of Judges, Justices, and

Juries, and for the preservation of poor, aged, deformed, ignorant

people; frequently taken, arraigned, condemned and executed for

Witches, when according to a right understanding, and a good

conscience, Physick, Food, and necessaries should be administered to

him. Whereunto is added a treatise upon the nature and substance of

Spirits and Divels &c., all written and published in Anno 1584. By

Reginald Scot, Esquire. Printed by R.C. and are to be sold by Giles

Calvert dwelling at the Black Spread-Eagle, at the West-End of Pauls,

1651.

De la Demonomanie des Sorciers. A Monseigneur M. Chrestofe De Thou,

Chevalier, Seigneur de Coeli, premier President en la Cour de

Parlement et Conseiller du Roy en son privé Conseil. Reveu, Corrigé,

et augmenté d'une grande partie. Par I. Bodin Angevin. A Paris: Chez

Iacques Du Puys, Libraire Iuré, á la Samaritaine. M.D.LXXXVII. Avec

privilege du Roy.

Magica, seu mirabilium historiarum de Spectris et Apparitionibus

spirituum: Item, de magicis et diabolicis incantationibus. De

Miraculis, Oraculis, Vaticiniis, Divinationibus, Praedictionibus,

Revelationibus et aliis eiusmodi multis ac varijs praestigijs,

ludibrijs et imposturis malorum Daemonum. Libri II. Ex probatis et

fide dignis historiarum scriptoribus diligenter collecti. Islebiae,

cura, Typis et sumptibus Henningi Grossij Bibl. Lipo. 1597. Cum

privilegio.

The displaying of supposed Witchcraft wherein is affirmed that there

are many sorts of Deceivers and Impostors, and divers persons under a

passive delusion of Melancholy and Fancy. But that there is a

corporeal league made betwixt the Devil and the Witch, or that he

sucks on the Witch's body, has carnal copulation, or that Witches are

turned into Cats, Dogs, raise Tempests or the like is utterly denied

and disproved. Wherein is also handled, The existence of Angels and

Spirits, the truth of Apparitions, the Nature of Astral and Sydereal

Spirits, the force of Charms and Philters; with other abstruse

matters. By John Webster, Practitioner in Physick. Falsa etenim

opiniones Hominum non solum surdos sed et coecos faciunt, ita ut

videre nequeant quae aliis perspicua apparent. Galen. lib. 8, de

Comp. Med. London: Printed by I.M. and are to be sold by the

booksellers in London. 1677.

Sadducismus Triumphatus: or Full and Plain Evidence concerning

Witches and Apparitions. In two Parts. The First treating of their

Possibility; the Second of their Real Existence. By Joseph Glanvil,

late Chaplain in Ordinary to His Majesty, and Fellow of the Royal

Society. The third edition. The advantages whereof above the former,

the Reader may understand out of Dr H. More's Account prefixed

therunto. With two Authentick, but wonderful Stories of certain

Swedish Witches. Done into English by A. Horneck DD. London, Printed

for S.L. and are to be sold by Anth. Baskerville at the Bible, the

corner of Essex-street, without Temple-Bar. M.DCLXXXIX.

Demonologie ou Traitte des Demons et Sorciers: De leur puissance et

impuissance: Par Fr. Perraud. Ensemble L'Antidemon de Mascon, ou

Histoire Veritable de ce qu'un Demon a fait et dit, il y a quelques

années en la maison dudit Sr. Perreaud a Mascon. I. Jacques iv. 7, 8.

"Resistez au Diable, et il s'enfuira de vous. Approchez vous de Dieu,

et il s'approchera de vous." A Geneve, chez Pierre Aubert. M,DC,LIII.

The Wonders of the Invisible World. Being an account of the tryals of

several witches lately executed in New-England. By Cotton Mather,

D.D. To which is added a farther account of the tryals of the New

England Witches. By Increase Mather, D.D., President of Harvard

College. London: John Russell Smith, Soho Square. 1862. (First

printed in Boston, 1692.)

I.N.D.N.J.C. Dissertatio Juridica de Lamiis earumque processu

criminali, _Von Hexen und dem Peinl. Proceß wider dieselben_, Quam,

auxiliante Divina Gratia, Consensu et Authoritate Magnifici JCtorum

Ordinis in illustribus Athenis Salanis sub praesidio Magnifici,

Nobilissimi, Amplissimi, Consultissimi, atque Excellentissimi Dn.

Ernesti Frider. _Schroeter_ hereditarii in _Wickerstädt_, JCti et

Antecessoris hujus Salanae Famigeratissimi, Consiliarii Saxonici,

Curiae Provincialis, Facultatis Juridicae, et Scabinatus Assessoris

longe Gravissimi, Domini Patroni Praeceptoris et Promotoris sui nullo

non honoris et observantiae cultu sanctè devenerandi, colendi,

publicae Eruditorum censurae subjicit Michael Paris _Walburger_,

Groebzigâ Anhaltinus, in Acroaterio JCtorum ad diem 1. Maj. A. 1670.

Editio Tertia. Jenae, Typis Pauli Ehrichii, 1707.

Histoire de Diables de Loudun, ou de la Possession des Religieuses

Ursulines, et de la condemnation et du suplice d'Urbain Grandier,

Curé de la même ville. Cruels effets de la Vengeance du Cardinal de

Richelieu. A Amsterdam Aux depens de la Compagnie. M.DCC.LII.

A view of the Invisible World, or General History of Apparitions.

Collected from the best Authorities, both Antient and Modern, and

attested by Authors of the highest Reputation and Credit. Illustrated

with a Variety of Notes and parallel Cases; in which some Account of

the Nature and Cause of Departed Spirits visiting their former

Stations by returning again into the present World, is treated in a

Manner different to the prevailing Opinions of Mankind. And an

Attempt is made from Rational Principles to account for the Species

of such supernatural Appearances, when they may be suppos'd

consistent with the Divine Appointment in the Government of the

World. With the sentiments of Monsieur Le Clerc, Mr. Locke, Mr.

Addison, and Others on this important Subject. In which some humorous

and diverting instances are remark'd, in order to divert that Gloom

of Melancholy that naturally arises in the Human Mind, from reading

or meditating on such Subjects Illustrated with suitable Cuts.

London: Printed in the year M,DCC,LII. [Mainly from DeFoe's "History

of Apparitions."]

Satan's Invisible World discovered; or, a choice Collection of Modern

Relations, proving evidently, against the Atheists of this present

Age, that there are Devils, Spirits, Witches and Apparitions, from

Authentic Records, Attestations of Witnesses, and undoubted Verity.

To which is added that marvellous History of Major Weir and his

Sister, the Witches of Balgarran, Pittenweem and Calder, &c. By

George Sinclair, late Professor of Philosophy in Glasgow. No man

should be vain that he can injure the merit of a Book; for the

meanest rogue may burn a City or kill a Hero; whereas he could never

build the one, or equal the other. Sir George M'Kenzie, Edinburgh:

Sold by P. Anderson, Parliament Square. M.DCC.LXXX.

La Magie et l'Astrologie dans I'Antiquité et au Moyen Age, ou Étude

sur les superstitions païennes qui se sont perpétuées jusqu'a nos

jours. Par L.F. Alfred Maury. Troisième Edition revue et corrigée.

Paris: Didier. 1864.

[99] Lucian, in his "Liars," puts this opinion into the mouth of

Arignotus. The theory by which Lucretius seeks to explain

apparitions, though materialistic, seems to allow some influence also

to the working of imagination. It is hard otherwise to explain how

his _simulacra_, (which are not unlike the _astral spirits_ of later

times) should appear in dreams.

Quae simulacra....

.... nobis vigilantibus obvia mentes

terrificant atque in somnis, cum saepe figuras

contuimur miras simulacraque luce carentum

quae nos horrifice languentis saepe sopore

excierunt.

_De Rer. Nat._ IV. 33-37, ed. Munro.

[100] Pliny's Letters, VII. 27. Melmoth's translation.

[101] Something like this is the speech of Don Juan, after the statue

of Don Gonzales has gone out:

"Pero todas son ideas

Que da a la imaginacion

El temor; y temer muertos

Es muy villano temor.

Que si un cuerpo noble, vivo,

Con potencias y razon

Y con alma no se tema,

¿Quien cuerpos muertos temió?"

_El Burlador de Sevilla_, A. iii. s. 15.

[102] Théatre Français au Moyen Age (Monmerqué et Michel), pp. 139,

140.

[103]

"There sat Auld Nick in shape o' beast,

A towzy tyke, black, grim, an' large,

To gie them music was his charge."

[104] Hence, perhaps, the name Valant applied to the Devil, about the

origin of which Grimm is in doubt.

[105] One foot of the Greek Empusa was an ass's hoof.

[106] Salt was forbidden at these witch-feasts.

[107] De Lamiis, p. 59 _et seq_.

[108] If the _Blokula_ of the Swedish witches be a reminiscence of

this, it would seem to point back to remote times and heathen

ceremonies. But it is so impossible to distinguish what was put into

the mind of those who confessed by their examining torturers from

what may have been there before, the result of a common superstition,

that perhaps, after all, the meeting on mountains may have been

suggested by what Pliny says of the dances of Satyrs on Mount Atlas.

[109] Wierus, whose book was published not long after Faust's death,

apparently doubted the whole story, for he alludes to it with an _ut

fertur,_ and plainly looked on him as a mountebank.

[110] See Grimm's D.M., under _Hexenfart, Wutendes Heer_, &c.

[111] Some Catholics, indeed, affirmed that he himself was the son of

a demon who lodged in his father's house under the semblance of a

merchant. Wierus says that a bishop preached to that effect in 1565,

and gravely refutes the story.

[112] Footnote: Melancthon, however, used to tell of a possessed girl

in Italy who knew no Latin, but the Devil in her, being asked by

Bonaroico, a Bolognese professor, what was the best verse in Virgil,

answered at once:--

"Discite justitiam moniti, et non temnere divos,"--

a somewhat remarkable concession on the part of a fallen angel.

[113] This story seems mediaeval and Gothic enough, but is hardly

more so than bringing the case of the Furies _v._ Orestes before the

Areopagus, and putting Apollo in the witness-box, as Aeschylus has

done. The classics, to be sure, are always so classic! In the

_Eumenides_, Apollo takes the place of the good angel. And why not?

For though a demon, and a lying one, he has crept in to the calendar

under his other nnme of Helios as St. Hellas. Could any of his

oracles have foretold this?

[114] Mr. Leckie, in his admirable chapter on Witchcraft, gives a

little more credit to the enlightenment of the Church of England in

this matter than it would seem fairly to deserve. More and Glanvil

were faithful sons of the Church; and if the persecution of witches

was especially rife during the ascendency of the Puritans, it was

because they happened to be in power while there was a reaction

against Sadducism. All the convictions were under the statute of

James I., who was no Puritan. After the restoration, the reaction was

the other way, and Hobbism became the fashion. It is more

philosophical to say that the age believes this and that, than that

the particular men who live in it do so.

[115] I have no means of ascertaining whether he did or not. He was

more probably charged with it by the inquisitors. Mr. Leckie seems to

write of him only upon hearsay, for he calls him Peter "of Apono,"

apparently translating a French translation of the Latin "Aponus."

The only book attributed to him that I have ever seen is itself a

kind of manual of magic.

[116] "With the names and surnames," says Bodin, indignantly, "of

seventy-two princes, and of seven million four hundred and five

thousand nine hundred and twenty-six devils, _errors excepted_."

[117] Cited by Maury, p. 221, note 4.

[118] There is a kind of compensation in the fact that he himself

lived to be accused of sorcery and Judaism.

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