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Vol. 9 6
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Virginia Towne

Back in 1691-1692 in
The horror started one day when
two little girls asked a family slave to tell their futures. The slave, Tituba,
broke an egg in a glass of water and let the girls peer into the mix. The future husband of the girl was supposed
to appear. What did appear was illness,
little Betty Parris, who was about 7 and the minister’s daughter, became ill
with nightmares and fear. The doctor was
called and could not say what the problem was.
The fateful question was asked, “Could it be witchcraft?”
The ministers and judges of the
community asked, demanded, that the little girl say the name of the person
causing her to scream. She was well
treated and offered delicate foods, but they wanted the name. Other girls found they could be petted and
get out of their chores if they would scream and act hysterical.
Soon three women, including the
poor slave Tituba, were arrested for witchcraft. The little girls “cried out” or screamed the
names of these women, saying they were the people tormenting them and making
the girls scream. These were poor women,
women without husbands except for Tituba. Tituba quickly
admitted all and was later released.
After these test cases, grown
women joined in “crying out” or naming the witches. They would scream and fall about, sometimes
pinching or biting themselves when no one was looking. Almost all the women and men named as witches
were part of a group who were friends with the Israel Porter family, who had
branched out from farming into business and they also held political power in
the colony. Almost all the women doing
the naming were part of the Putnam family, who were all farmers without much
political power.
There had been hard feelings in
the area with these two groups on the opposite side of nearly every question
that had come up. A lot of hard feelings
had come up over the selection of a minister just in the year before all this
happened. One story is that there had
been a lot of rain that year and the grains for bread had gone bad. There really wasn’t anything going on in
town, another long gray winter.
The women named as a witch Rebecca
Nurse, the sister of my ancestor. She
was an old woman of 72 years who was a wife, mother, and midwife (one who
delivers babies). She was known to be a
good woman, and was released after trial.
The women “cried out” her name again, and she was convicted and later
hung.
The hysteria continued until 15
women and 4 men were dead. Many others
were tried and convicted and held in poor circumstances through the
winter. Some died of illness and some
were never well again.
What stopped it? The women named the governor and his wife as
witches. At this point everyone realized
that these were not trials for witchcraft, but rather a way of ridding the
community of people with whom you disagreed.
This was a political power game disguised as a problem of faith in the
community.
This time in history has been
used as a lesson to teach us to take a hard look at those times when everyone
is saying something is evil. Is there
evil or is everyone hysterical? Does
someone benefit from what is happening?
We mustn’t accept things because they look that way, but question and
find the truth.