Witch Hill, Salem, Massachusetts
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The place is Salem, Massachusetts.
The year is 1692.
Some 200 people, mostly women, are accused and interrogated.
Approximately 150 men, women, and children are imprisoned.
Some escape or are eventually released.
Nineteen people are convicted and hanged: Bridget Bishop – George Burroughs – Martha Carrier – Martha Corey – Mary
Easty – Sarah Good – Elizabeth Howe – George Jacobs, Sr. – Susannah Martin – Rebecca
Nurse – Alice Parker – Mary Parker – John Proctor – Ann Pudeator – Wilmott Redd
– Margaret Scott – Samuel Wardwell – Sarah Wildes – John Willard – and Giles Corey is pressed to death.
The charge is...
Witchcraft.
Rebecca Nurse in chains
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In January of 1692, the witchcraft hysteria grew during the winter months and gained momentum as the New England year moved into the summer months. On September 22nd, the final eight of a total of twenty people who were accused, tried, and subsequently condemned of the crime of witchcraft were hanged. But it wasn't until May 11, 1893, that this terrible ordeal ended when the last of the accused witches were cleared by
proclamation of the special tribunal.*
Sarah Good was one of the first three women accused of
witchcraft, and her life ended on Gallows Hill.** (see Note below) According to
legend-based-in-facts, just before her execution, Rev. Nicholas Noyes, Jr.
asked her to confess. Her famous last words were, “I am no more a witch than
you are a wizard and, if you take away my life, God will give you blood to
drink.” Twenty-five years later Noyes died of a hemorrhage and literally choked
on his own blood.
Prophecy? Witchcraft? Karma? Coincidence?
Whatever descriptor you choose, Sarah Good's last words held the conviction of her innocence and the belief in her eventual vindication for such
a grievous wrong done to her.
Sarah Good's Memorial Stone
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Sarah Good's last words are at the heart of my short
novella, For Love of a Brystile Witch. The plot for this story developed from these what-ifs..
- What if a woman hanged as a witch in 1692 New England put a death curse on the hanging judge and a curse of sorrow on the women of the Brystile line in the moments before she was hanged?
- Then what if, 200 years after the hanging, fate brought together the last living woman from the accused witch's family and the last man from the hanging judge's family?
- What if love and forgiveness between heredity enemies can end the curse?
- What if these two strangers have only a month to right this 200-year-old wrong before time runs out for both families and the curse will go on forever?
- And what if only one of them knows it?
Reid needed no urging to mount the steps and, in spite of
herself, Mercy kept watching. He ascended with an easy gait, the ball of each
polished boot touching lightly upon the next plank. Once on the platform, he
turned toward the crowd, head bowed and hat brim throwing a shadow over his
features. Sheriff Samuel Dunne and Axel Moser, the valley’s minister of twenty some
years stood on either side of the condemned man, and the deputies took watchful
positions behind them and off the trap door...
The sheriff’s voice rose above the crowd’s murmurings. “If
you have any last words, speak them now.”
For the longest time, Reid didn’t move. The quiet in the
street became quieter. A baby cried; a woman shushed it. The autumn breeze
ceased blowing. Mercy held her breath, entranced by the scene playing out
before her. When he lifted his chin, she sucked in a little gasp of pity. His
eyes—such sadness—maybe it was regret. Whatever his pain, it was deeper than
the prospect of leaving this life in a few minutes. Did he deserve to die like
this? Alone? With no one here to mourn his passing? Certainly, she didn’t know,
but she blinked away tears for him nonetheless.
His deep voice resonated through the silent streets. “I hold
the world, but as the world…a stage where every man must play a part. And mine
is a sad one.”
A gasp of sorrow at his utter hopelessness left Mercy’s lips
and, as if he’d heard, he caught her gaze with his, holding it in a way that
made her feel he was memorizing her face as the last tender sight he’d take
with him to the grave.
Sheriff Dunne waited a few seconds for the man to say more.
When nothing came, he addressed the crowd. “As the duly appointed legal
authority in Dulcet Valley, I hereby declare this hanging to proceed this first
day of October 1892. The condemned will hang by the neck until dead, and his
body will be interred in the local cemetery with a gravestone bearing his name,
birth, and death dates. As per his signed and witnessed last requests, his
epitaph will read, Teach me to feel another’s woe. Reverend Moser will settle
his debts and notify next of kin.”
Those words—
She knew the poem and went on in her head with the next
lines…to hide the fault I see / that mercy I to others show / that mercy show
to me. It was strange that the word mercy, her given name, would show up in
duplicate at this moment. Two of any one thing meant balance, partnership or
opposites, either way it meant a pairing of something. Since coincidences
didn’t exist in her world, Fate was at work here. She swept a hurried glance
around the area, searching for other signs she’d overlooked.
“Let it be known the Honorable Judge J. A. Swanson has
authorized me to accept a plea of innocent and commute the death sentence.” He
leveled a hard gaze on the condemned man. “Reid Leighton Corvane, this is your
last chance to save your own life.”
“What? A Corvane? Here?” The words burst forth, loud and
unbidden. Jolted, stunned to her bones, Mercy grabbed a better hold on the
branch to keep her seat. So her months of conjuring had proven fruitful after
all.
Until next time,
Kaye Spencer
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Image Citations:
- Image of Sarah Good's memorial stone - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarah_Good#/media/File:Salem_good.jpgThe stone commemorating the death of Sarah Good, hanged as a witch during the Salem Witch Trials in 1692. The stone is part of the Salem Witch Trials Tricentennial Memorial (dedicated in 1992) in Salem, Massachusetts, USA. [no changes made to image - photographer: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/User:Tim1965 ] 2017.09-12
- Image of Rebecca Nurse in chains - By Freeland A. Carter, artist - The Witch of Salem, or Credulity Run Mad, by John R. Musick. New York: Funk & Wagnalls Company, 1893. p. 275. See [1], Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=3080307. {{PD-US}} – published in the U.S. before 1923 and public domain in the U.S. 2017.09-12
- Image of Witch Hill, Salem, Massachusetts - Detroit Publishing Co., Copyright Claimant, and Publisher Detroit Publishing Co. Witch Hill, Salem, Mass. [Between 1900 and 1906] Photograph. Retrieved from the Library of Congress, <https://www.loc.gov/item/det1994000917/PP/>. 2017.09-12
**Note: Regarding Gallow's Hill: Article about the identification of the location of 'Proctor's Ledge' and the dedication ceremony of July 19, 2017. http://salem.wickedlocal.com/news/20170726/column-in-salem-proctors-ledge-finally-gets-memorial
Other References
- *https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timeline_of_the_Salem_witch_trials
- http://www.history.com/topics/salem-witch-trials
- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salem_witch_trials
- http://salem.lib.virginia.edu/villgchurchrcrd.html
- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nicholas_Noyes
- http://www.famous-trials.com/salem
- http://law2.umkc.edu/faculty/projects/ftrials/salem/SAL_Bgoo.HTM
- https://familyhistory.wordpress.com/special-topics-2/salem-witch-trials-falesly-accused/
- http://salem.wickedlocal.com/news/20170726/column-in-salem-proctors-ledge-finally-gets-memorial
I absolutely loved this story. So heartbreaking and so redemptive. What a great way to play out the what ifs that history left us. Doris
ReplyDeleteThank you, Doris. I often use the 'what if' method to boost my plot ideas when I'm mired down in "I have no idea what to write". lol
DeleteKaye, you have put together a very intriguing story plot. I don't think you can miss having a hit with this one--and the timing is perfect with Halloween just around the corner.
ReplyDeleteI loved the little video. The music (Mountain Lake) was beautiful and perfect for your story line.
I wish you every success with FOR LOVE OF A BRYSTILE WITCH!
Sarah,
DeleteAutumn, and specifically October/Halloween, is my favorite time of year. Thanks for commenting and for your kind words. I appreciate it.
Such a great story, Kaye!!
ReplyDeleteHi Kristy!
ReplyDeleteThank you. :-)
You chose an excellent excerpt that has my imagination and curiosity spinning. I will have to order this book. I think you'll get a ton of sales with this intriguing story.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth,
DeleteThank you so much for your words of support. I'm glad the excerpt caught your curiosity. I appreciate you stopping in to comment.