elpless
creature being put on her trial three several times upon such evidence
as follows. Chattox, like many other persons in her situation, was
disposed to have as many companions in punishment, crime or no crime,
as she could compass, and denounced her accordingly: "The said
Pearson's wife is as ill as shee."

T _a_. "_The said Margerie did carrie the said Toade out of the said
house in a paire of tonges._"] This toad was disposed of more easily
than that of Julian Cox, as to which see Glanvil's _Collection of
Relations_, p. 192:--

Another witness swore, that as he passed by Cox her door,
she was taking a pipe of tobacco upon the threshold of her
door, and invited him to come in and take a pipe, which he
did. And as he was talking Julian said to him, Neighbour,
look what a pretty thing there is. He look't down, and there
was a monstrous great toad betwixt his leggs, staring him in
the face. He endeavoured to kill it by spurning it, but
could not hit it. Whereupon Julian bad him forbear, and it
would do him no hurt. But he threw down his pipe and went
home, (which was about two miles off of Julian Cox her
house,) and told his family what had happened, and that he
believed it was one of Julian Cox her devils. After, he was
taking a pipe of tobacco at home, and the same toad appeared
betwixt his leggs. He took the toad out to kill it, and to
his thinking cut it in several pieces, but returning to his
pipe, the toad still appeared. He endeavoured to burn it,
but could not. At length he took a switch and beat it. The
toad ran several times about the room to avoid him he still
pursuing it with correction. At length the toad cryed and
vanish't, and he was never after troubled with it.

Dr. More's comment on the circumstance is written with all the
seriousness so important a part of a witch's supellex deserves. He
commences defending the huntsman, who swore that he hunted a hare, and
when he came to take it up, he found it to be Julian Cox:

Those half-witted people thought he swore false, I suppose
because they imagined that what he told implied that Julian
Cox was turned into an hare. Which she was not, nor did his
report imply any such real metamorphosis of her body, but
that these ludicrous daemons exhibited to the sight of this
huntsman and his doggs the shape of an Hare, one of them