it was observed, that it stopt just where it lighted, without rolling or moving from the place.
Mr. Mompesson perceiving, that it so much persecuted the little Children, he lodged them out at a Neighbours House, taking his eldest Daughter, who was about Ten Years of Age, into his own Chamber, where it had not been a Month before. As soon as she was in Bed, the Disturbance began there again, continuing three Weeks Drumming, and making other Noises, and it was observed, that it would exactly answer in Drumming, any thing that was beaten or called for. After this, the House where the Children were Lodged out, happening to be full of Strangers, they were taken home, and no Disturbance having been known in the Parlour, they were lodged there, where also their Persecutor found them, but then only pluckt them by the Hair and Night-cloaths without any other Disturbance.
It was noted, that when the Noise was loudest, and came with the most sudden and surprizing Violence, no Dog about the House would move, though the Knocking was oft to be boisterous and rude, that it hath been heard at a considerable distance in the Fields, and awakened the Neighbours in the Village, none of which live very near this House. The Servants sometimes were lift up with their Beds, and let them gently down again without hurt, at other times it would lie like a great Weight upon their Feet.
About the latter end of Dec. 1661, the Drumming was less frequent, and then they heard a noise like the gingling of Money, occasioned, as it was thought by somewhat Mr. Mompesson's Mother had spoken the Day before to a Neighbour, who talkt of Fairies leaving Money, viz. That she should like it well, if it would leave them some to make amends for their Trouble. The Night after the speaking of which, there was a great chinking of Money over all the House.
After this, it desisted from the ruder Noises, and employed it self in little Apish and less troublesome Tricks. On Christmas-Eve a little before Day, one of the little Boys arising out of his Bed, was hit on a sore place on his Heel, with the Latch of the Door, the Pin that it was fastened with, was so small, that it was a difficult matter to pick it out. The Night after Christmas-Day it threw the old Gentlewomans Cloaths about Room, and hid her Bible in the Ashes. In such silly Tricks it was frequent.
After this, it was very troublesome to a Servant of Mr. Mompesson's, who was a stout Fellow, and of sober Conversation;
