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Then this miniſter began to weep to ſee me in ſuch a ſituation, and adviſed my uncle to ſend for that Baptiſt miniſter, to ſee if he could take the witchcraft from me. He accordingly ſent for him ſeventy five miles. The miniſter willingly came—they ſet victuals and drink on the table for him, but durſt not let even a ſervant go into the room where he was, leſt he ſhould bewitch them alſo. At length he came to ſpeak with me, and aſked me how I did: I told him I was a poor, miſerable loſt creature He told me, if I was loſt, I was one of thoſe very perſons that Chriſt died for, and ſeek and to ſave. I told him that was impoſſible, for I had committed the unpardonable ſin: he ſaid that he thought that might be my miſtake, for I did not know enough. After he had talked ſome time, he put his hand into his pocket and took out the New Teſtament: it was the firſt that ever I ſaw.[1] He read the third chapter of Mark, and gave his mind concerning the unpardonable ſin. He told me he was going to viſit a goſpel ſinner, whoſe caſe he thought was much worſe than mine, this way of expreſſing himſelf frightened me very much in deed, for I now thought he did not underſtand my caſe at all: he ſaid, God willing he would ſee me again to morrow I ſaid, pray Sir, don't forget me; and when he ſaw me ſo affected, he
- ↑ This aludes to the want of it in her education.
