Speaker 1: Come in welcome. I'm e. G. Marshall.
Speaker 2: In the year sixteen ninety two, an American town went mad,
or at least that part of it known as Salem Village,
Beginning with accusations of ten young girls that a West
Indian slave had bewitched them. Hysteria ran like a rabid
dog through the village. Within four months, hundreds were arrested
and tried, thirty one of whom were hanged or burned,
and one pressed to death with stones.
Speaker 1: And the man.
Speaker 2: Generally blamed for the hideously bigoted persecution of the innocent
and the helpless was the name reviled in our history,
Cotton mather Ary pigs.
Speaker 3: Did you do not confess your holy wickedness, you shall
not even be accorded the mercy of being hanged. Instead,
we will burn you alive.
Speaker 4: Over half hands and feet high.
Speaker 3: Together, we shall lay you on the ground, while the
villagers shall come and heap sown on you, until the
life is driven from your body as you are bressed
to death.
Speaker 5: Hel God.
Speaker 2: Our mystery drama Burn Which Burns was written especially for
the mystery the by Ian Martin and stars Howard da Silva.
It is sponsored in part by Anheuser Bush Incorporated, brewers
of Budweiser and Bwick Motor Division. I'll be back shortly
with that one. At the time of the witch hunt,
no man in our country was more feared than Cotton Mather.
The picture of this dark, imperious, infamous man who led
the persecution, who, in his perverted zeal and fanatic puritanism,
saw men, women, and even children condemned on the flimsiest
of evidence, who swept down from his Boston pulpit like
a scourge, and whose blind conviction in his righteousness in
the name of the Lord.
Speaker 1: Spread terror like a plague.
Speaker 2: Is strangely, but then I should say no more, for
what I was about to say is a large part
of this story.
Speaker 3: Burn you could welcome the fire of hell, since he
would not repent. The apolination of the body of the
fild remained for me. You're bide while the pressures kill
my time to the ears, while the bones melt and run.
Speaker 4: Into the fire.
Speaker 3: The brothers first, lift up our voices and fire. Let
the mischief of their own deed fall on their own heads,
Let hot burning coals fall on them, Let them be
cast into the fire, that they never lies again, the
righteous also shall get thanks unto thy name, and the
just continue in thy sight.
Speaker 4: Amen, now that you.
Speaker 3: Are return to your homes and meditate upon the grace
of our heavenly Father, and return tomorrow so that you
may see the other witch perish as she deserves. The
fire has almost burned itself out, Yes, judge Sue, and
the evil it rings?
Speaker 6: Would it not have been more humane to hang her? Humane?
Speak you about a witch? This is a persilence whose
deadly poison spread as relentlessly as a park. That though
this witchery business weighs heavy on my soul.
Speaker 3: Why the women were both guilty in your mind?
Speaker 4: Will enough? They were so found by a jury? Well,
then what choice had you? I don't know.
Speaker 6: The times are running at such fever. I cannot breast
the tide even if I wanted to. What worries me
most is that I cannot see an end to it,
or who will be next cried out.
Speaker 3: Against the truth? Will ever ouse where the evil lies?
The finger will point, and just as shall meet out.
Speaker 4: The reth come come.
Speaker 6: I must get to the tavern for a flagon of
wine to cleanse the taste in my mouth.
Speaker 4: Oh, will you join me?
Speaker 3: Shortly, good judge, for the moment, I think my good
officers may be needed by a young member of the
cloth who appears to be ill. Know you him the
great hulking fellow in the long coat with a thick
cape and a wide brimmed hat.
Speaker 4: He's a papist.
Speaker 6: Thank you, Nay nay, But near is bad an episcopalian,
quite recently here from England. Were it not for his
formidable strength and his skill as a blacksmith, he might
have fared badly here in the Salem.
Speaker 3: Village to go to the tavern. I shall join you shortly.
I would speak with this young man.
Speaker 6: Do not anger him. He has super human strength.
Speaker 3: I am clothed in a lord Dharma. I have no fear,
and I have no intention of angering him. I only
want to help him have it your way. I shall
meet you at the tavern shortly. I shall not be long.
You appear in trouble, good sir, May I be of help.
Speaker 7: I can find no help time there except within myself
and from my God.
Speaker 3: I pray the second with the strongest staff to lift
you up. I speak as a man of God, as
you are. I understand.
Speaker 4: I pray.
Speaker 7: I still am or can be after what I have witnessed.
Speaker 3: Today, have a care what you say. It has the
reek of blasphemy.
Speaker 7: There is another kind of blasphemy and theology, sir, the
crime of assuming to oneself the rights of God, as
the people of this town have done.
Speaker 4: By trying a witch and burning her.
Speaker 3: Do you not believe when the devil has taken possession,
that the evil must be purified by fire or the
structure of a diseased body and soul.
Speaker 7: I think there are other ways of casting out the devil.
You were at a trial or through the long horror.
Speaker 3: Of it, and you do not find these witch is guilty.
Speaker 7: I found the evidence circumstantial and more than easy to
comprehend two ways. I looked upon the face of that
sweet young woman, and upon the dignity and breeding of
the older one.
Speaker 4: Her grandmother could see that innocent What will you.
Speaker 3: Claim us wrong in our trial and judgment? Is it
because you are not either a true colonist or a
true faith.
Speaker 7: As to being a colonist, this is my chosen country.
Speaker 4: I have left England behind me.
Speaker 7: As to the true faith, my religion is a matter
I prefer not to argue. There are many faiths but
most of them lead to God.
Speaker 4: You are a strange young man. What is your name?
Gilbert Caden? And may I act yours? The Reverend Cotton
matter of auson you. If I'd been in my right sentence.
Speaker 3: I would scarcely have passed the time.
Speaker 4: Of day with you? What does that name turn you around? Time?
Speaker 7: Look at your handiwork a few smoldering ashes containing what
want was the body of another human being?
Speaker 4: Are you proud of your work?
Speaker 3: I did not find this woman guilty. That was for
the court to the side. I believe in justice as
firmly as I do in the threat of statan. But
where the bend is proven to flourish, he.
Speaker 4: Must be stamped out.
Speaker 6: Who is this beenderneath women?
Speaker 4: What will they kill?
Speaker 3: He of I am but recently here from Boston. I
am not familiar with all the transcripts. But would you
question the word of a man such as Sir John Jamieson.
Speaker 7: Does his title give him community?
Speaker 3: The fact to that mister Kayden, that these women drew
his body from his bed in the night, brought him
by occult means to their cottage in the forest to
try to lure him into lechery, an original.
Speaker 4: Sin with the younger of the two witches.
Speaker 7: Is said John, so good a man has he led
so good a life?
Speaker 4: Is it not possible?
Speaker 3: Quieter, you do yourself no service by even thinking such
a thought. Have a care with your words, or fingers
may go pointing.
Speaker 6: Your way, Agad, I'm near giving you up for Cotton.
I believe you have the acquaintance of Sir John Jamison.
Speaker 7: You're servant the res in Cotton Mather. He needs no
introduction to me or any man of good will. It
was an honor to have you with her for the
witch burning.
Speaker 4: You are not here for all the trial.
Speaker 1: I believe no just for us.
Speaker 7: But it was a heavy heart that I had to
bring the charges. But the evidence was monumental.
Speaker 4: It's not so, Jarge, who was enough of it brought?
Speaker 6: But I cannot banish the woman's curse from.
Speaker 1: My ears as the fire reached her.
Speaker 6: The face of the young girl we condemned to die
tomorrow has troubled.
Speaker 4: Me for nights.
Speaker 3: Must weave him because of a round cheek and loping
eyes shrink from doing the lord's bidding. Evil into the
way of such a maid, and more to be dreaded
than all the hags and Christendom.
Speaker 7: Strange rumors are afloat regarding her. This woman, she called Granny,
who has burned this morning, did pray not for her
own life, but that which may be saved.
Speaker 4: An uncanny thing.
Speaker 7: That one which should desire good to another witch.
Speaker 3: But if they were kin fool, can you not perceive
the work of the devil in this? The witch who
died at the stake would have the other saved, so
her own life spirit could.
Speaker 4: Pass into the fair young woman's.
Speaker 3: Form, and thus, with double force, the two could continue
to wreak havoc.
Speaker 2: On the world for the taken peace of the community.
She cannot be destroyed too soon.
Speaker 4: Must go visit the prison. I wish to question her
more closely.
Speaker 7: Questioning her about what the evidence has all been established.
Speaker 3: The effectual evidence I care little for that is and
was the court's business. I wish to find out if
she will return, so that perhaps her soul might be saved.
That would be a triumph supreme for me to accomplish
in the name of the Lord.
Speaker 2: Are you not somewhat aged such a job? My friend Thanky.
Speaker 7: Eighty one, he's going on eighty two, just the man
for the job.
Speaker 4: She don't get around me with.
Speaker 6: An avow, which is brandishments.
Speaker 4: Are we near the soul most there her in lordship?
Speaker 3: Can why let us all move as silently as possible?
Is there a view hole in the door? Here is
good the microm looking on her and perhaps surprise her
and some people doing.
Speaker 4: Hey, here it is, I'll open it soft.
Speaker 1: Can you see the harby?
Speaker 4: Yes?
Speaker 1: Is she weaving some spell?
Speaker 7: No?
Speaker 3: She sits on the palette knitting. She's a frail little thing,
not much more than a child. All part of the enchantory.
I was taken in myself.
Speaker 4: But she has tricks, all tricks.
Speaker 7: As I learned when she tempted me to ruin.
Speaker 4: Very well, Jaylor, let us go in and your little
trip to us.
Speaker 6: Hey, my little sheet of ours is too gentleman of
quality to.
Speaker 8: See you one no quality. I know him only too well.
The other I believe I recognize the lover in cotton.
Speaker 4: You may leave us, Jayla, but wait outside. Yes, sir,
it is true I am, or you say.
Speaker 5: And what would you have with me?
Speaker 9: Sir?
Speaker 3: I have come to pray with you, Luna Clair, and
to exhort you to confession.
Speaker 5: There is no confession. I am no witch, will.
Speaker 4: You kneel with me in prayer. At least, daughter, I
cannot say, why not?
Speaker 8: I am not of your persuasion.
Speaker 4: Do you believe in God?
Speaker 3: Then we have that in common and can try to
pray and wrestle the demon from your bosom.
Speaker 10: No, you do not wish to be delivered obstinate heart.
I need, But Sir John holds me some prayer. I
cannot kneel in company with him.
Speaker 3: I pray, Sir John, go outside and stand in the corridor.
We shall see if the witch maid relieves of your presence.
Speaker 4: Will pray?
Speaker 2: I had hoped to listen on the chance that she
should confess, so that I might make some valuable notes.
Speaker 3: The Lord granted me a ready pen. I shall make
my own notes if it be necessary. If you will
excuse us, Sir John, you.
Speaker 7: Have only to command Pasta and I to obey. If
you should need help of any kind, I shall be
just beyond the door.
Speaker 3: Let us kneel together, my daughter, and pray to God.
Speaker 9: Minister Yers, what shall I pray for my life? That
I may be delivered from the burning and death.
Speaker 3: Your death is already ordained by the court. We pray
for you to recamp your body shall be saved. The
only hope is to find God's versely on your immortal.
Speaker 1: Soul on the stone cold floor.
Speaker 2: The slight figure of the Maiden, a girl not yet
in her twenties, sways and SAgs at the harsh victim
of the man beside her. He Cotton Mather, kneels ramrod straight,
his voice rasped as he speaks aloud, unending platitudes.
Speaker 1: Devoid of hope.
Speaker 2: Beside him, the maid prays to herself, the tears running
down her pale cheeks.
Speaker 1: There is talk of God and the.
Speaker 2: Right, and goodness and light, but not one trace of
pity here. I shall return shortly with that too. Sir
John's attitude outside the jail cell is less unconcerned than
it seems. He paces only a short stretch of the packageway,
always within earshot of the endless prayer from the cell,
the full voiced exhortations of the minister. He pays little,
he'd do, but he stretches his ear to the fullest
for any whisper from the Maid.
Speaker 3: In the name of the Father, and of the Son
and of the Holy Ghost. Amen, you do not even
say Amen, I.
Speaker 8: Beg your worship's pardon, but I am not familiar with
your prayer, and I do not understand the.
Speaker 5: God you pray to.
Speaker 4: You refuse to recount.
Speaker 1: How can I recount?
Speaker 5: I'm innocent.
Speaker 8: I beg of you, sir, to listen to what I
was not allowed out the same court.
Speaker 5: And you will understand that neither granny nor eye.
Speaker 7: Sir John, I have another you may return. I request
your favor, sir, but I believe I heard that your prayers.
Speaker 1: Had ended mine.
Speaker 4: Sir, the witch maid was not moved to pray. I
suspected as much.
Speaker 3: Tell me daughter what you were about to reveal that,
Sir John came in.
Speaker 11: Oh, we came here. Kiss goodman, it's time.
Speaker 4: It's on our wish. Tell him about child's cory.
Speaker 7: The old yeoman who saw your conversing, but Satan and
the father's near your house.
Speaker 5: Is it with Saydan that I was encoundress was that night?
Then he was in your shape and well your launch
It notes the old man was frightened by your threats
into lying and saying.
Speaker 8: It with the black scene which you might as well
be seeing your papers there.
Speaker 4: The old woman.
Speaker 7: I was not there, could not have been into all
my house hold has testified that I would safe.
Speaker 4: At home, in bed and asleep.
Speaker 5: One lie doll, lie to take their skin, for surely
they are more playing your.
Speaker 8: Power than the devil.
Speaker 4: May you go too far, have a chair with your tongue.
Speaker 7: Hear me, mistress, I threaten you this.
Speaker 4: If you do not confess your.
Speaker 7: Unholy wickedness, you shall not be even accorded the mercy
of being hanged. Instead, you will be burned alive or
per half hand and feet tied together. We shall lay
you on the ground, while the villagers shall come and
heap stones upon stones, until the light is driven out
of your body, and you are pressed.
Speaker 4: To that merciful God.
Speaker 7: And I, I, whom you have afflicted, shall count each
one as it falls. I shall myself drop the per stone.
Speaker 4: I don't miss me.
Speaker 10: God, This mercy will take me to himself.
Speaker 3: You can't count the stones the other sol but I
shall never know how fast thing those use. All zeal
to our ends, But let us deal in compression as
far as it is compatible with justice to do any
living thing. Unwarranted torture is a reflection on our manhood.
One last word, Will you confess it last that you
are a witch?
Speaker 1: I cannot confess.
Speaker 5: What is not true.
Speaker 3: Come, then, sir John, let us leave her to ready
herself for the AH.
Speaker 7: Now, then the wind let's to the bone. It will
now soon.
Speaker 3: I welcome the walk and the wind to blow some
cobwebs from my mind.
Speaker 4: You are troubled by camping. It's a fair saver's feel.
Her last cry awoke strange feelings in my heart turned
within me.
Speaker 2: You are a man of God and compassion, but have
a care. Her powers of enchantment are strong and wicked.
Speaker 1: If only I could have reached her.
Speaker 4: No one can do that. Perhaps perhaps not?
Speaker 7: You intend to return to question the girl again?
Speaker 3: No, Lettle, rest in what piece you can find and
the little life left to her to lead.
Speaker 4: Ah. Are you then for your room? As soon as
we reached the inn.
Speaker 3: No, I have an errand I must pursue, and I
have my coach at the inn yard.
Speaker 7: I should be honored to take you anywhere you.
Speaker 3: Desire, Thank you, but I prefer to travel on this
one by myself.
Speaker 4: Master Mather, what wrings you here? I wish to ask
you a question matter Cayton invent her. No, thank you,
I have not even hitched my horse. I have other
riding to do.
Speaker 3: Then ask your question, were you you're aware that the
witch maid who is to die is an episcopalian? Yet
I was aware then that prompts others. Why did you
not go to her to bring her comfort or to
help her cleanse?
Speaker 4: Or so?
Speaker 7: I would have gone to bring her comfort, but they
barred me from entering the prison.
Speaker 4: If I arrange it so you can enter, would you go.
Speaker 7: To her with all my heart? Why do you extend
her this comfort? Convinced as you are that.
Speaker 1: She is a witch?
Speaker 3: I have failed to bring her comfort myself or release
from bondage, perhaps because we are of different denominations.
Speaker 4: That is of no matter. I shall ride now to
the prison and have all preparations.
Speaker 3: Made that you may visit her this evening. It wants
for an hour until dark. Wait one hour beyond that
to make sure you will be passed in. May God
go with you?
Speaker 6: Yeah, coming with him, going over a little snip of
a girl who heals.
Speaker 4: Much as well be dancing in the wind and snow.
Speaker 7: Already it sounds as though you were already celebrating the spectacle. Well,
a man has little enough to amuse him with Winter
upon us here?
Speaker 4: When you come out. Do you lock up tight behind you?
Speaker 5: Bring me the key in the common room.
Speaker 4: There's two colds.
Speaker 2: To wait upon your priests in your eternal and preaching
in these freezing house.
Speaker 3: There you go?
Speaker 4: Now you which visitor? I see you?
Speaker 3: Who?
Speaker 4: Who give me the torch? Turneth?
Speaker 7: How am I to find my way back to the
common room? There's no ground for you view your way?
If not else, how could I, a stranger, find my
way without?
Speaker 6: Lord of mercy will hold it in a moment till
I find my way to the stairs.
Speaker 4: To go then and hurry.
Speaker 11: I have no fear.
Speaker 7: The cold will move even in my old bones like
the young one.
Speaker 5: So I are you.
Speaker 4: Come to torching me?
Speaker 7: Hi? Look at me in the torchlight. Can you not recognize?
I am of the clergy? God be with you. I
am of your persuasion.
Speaker 4: Thank God, I answered one of my prayers.
Speaker 7: My docter, you're not crouchy on the floor. Come to
me so that I might come to you.
Speaker 5: I want to father, but this chain about my lad.
Speaker 4: My I'm a feathered bird.
Speaker 7: Rest where you are and I come to you, my
dear lord, good from a frozen with cold. You are
one a moment Let me. Let me brace the torch
hair in his gun. Now by heavy cape off and
let me wind it about you.
Speaker 8: Let me touch your hand, Let me see you once again,
and some human warm.
Speaker 4: Let us sit on the palatin. I will hold you
in my arms with the cloak of eyes.
Speaker 11: Oh, you're warm, and you've brought her might and companionship.
Speaker 4: How can they called so sweet? A creature of God?
Speaker 5: A witch who I don't know, I don't know. I'm
your maid. I'm so scared. Are you really an Episcopalian.
Speaker 4: Priest ordained in amen at Healy?
Speaker 7: I come here for new worlds, to conquer, and to
help tame a savage land, to make my life, my home,
my family.
Speaker 5: Some day cold welcome you get from the Puritan.
Speaker 7: They're not all so bad as they are sometimes painted.
Speaker 4: And I am young enough to wait out there welcome.
How could how could they have condemned you as a witch?
Speaker 5: I don't know path They said granny was a witch,
and I lived with her.
Speaker 4: Did your grandmother practice magic art? Oh?
Speaker 5: She knew about her.
Speaker 8: Eggs that helped to heal, and she could make pulses
that grew out pain and sobbed that she rubbed in
with her hands that brought relief to others.
Speaker 5: Is that wicked.
Speaker 4: I cannot see why who taught her these things?
Speaker 8: She lent them long ago from the nurse, she said,
who lend them on a gypsy. My grandparents were very
rich with a large estate. But the Indians attacked him
and killed my mother and father and everyone, and only
Grannie and I were left. She was always a little
queer after that. I mean, she wouldn't live in a town,
only in the country. She was very good to me
and we were happy enough and tell Joseph that the
one servant that we had left died.
Speaker 4: How long ago was that?
Speaker 7: Oh?
Speaker 5: Few years I I, I don't remember exactly.
Speaker 11: Now.
Speaker 8: We buried Joseph, and then Grannie said we must leave
the eye and start walking to the coast, right to
the coast, to take a boat for England to my uncle.
And we never did reach the boat. We stopped in
a little house in the woods near here, and Granny
was there all for a long time. The rent was
not cheap. At last the money was gone, and then
Grannie made the money was her healing. And she was
also a midwife until I was at the trial.
Speaker 7: I know that testimony someone had a child born that
was not quite right.
Speaker 5: Yes, sir John Jameson's daughter, that's what started. Are you kind?
Speaker 8: Are you humans?
Speaker 5: Cannot you saved me from them?
Speaker 7: The first first? Tell me one more thing? You mean
from sir John.
Speaker 8: He's the devil himself.
Speaker 4: You paid him rent all these years, and he grew
into a beautiful woman.
Speaker 7: Yes, and then you had no money. He threatened to
throw you out unless.
Speaker 8: He's being pre dead by the devil. He was the
one who wanted to to death me.
Speaker 4: He was the devil, and you were willing to be possessed.
Speaker 8: And when the child, when that awful thing happened, he
said that he would point.
Speaker 5: To granny and me too. He came to the house
that awful night.
Speaker 4: I told him much.
Speaker 8: Killed him and then myself, and he.
Speaker 4: Tried to me, my poor child.
Speaker 11: I don't want to can't you say it? Somehow?
Speaker 4: Save me? I do not believe that needs.
Speaker 1: To my thought.
Speaker 8: Oh, if you can't kill me here with your own hands.
I do not feel death. I have nothing to live for.
Speaker 11: I feel me torture.
Speaker 4: If it were.
Speaker 7: Possible, but for what afterwards, to be hunted, pursued.
Speaker 4: Retaking them kill me? No, no, never.
Speaker 9: Oh now I have.
Speaker 4: I have found you.
Speaker 1: Father.
Speaker 4: Please O hush, hush, little one, not father, not to
you kill.
Speaker 7: Kill, And I have Luna, Luna now, and you will
swear to do everything I tell you.
Speaker 11: You think there is a way, really is hope, There
is always hope.
Speaker 4: And I think I think there's a way, Yes, I
think there is a way. Of only God will on us, a.
Speaker 2: Man and a maid, and under the most harrowing and
desperate conditions, from the blackness of adversity, nurtured by the
strength of their faith, the first seeds of love are planted.
Speaker 4: In both hearts.
Speaker 2: But can this compassionate and tortured young man free this
ill starred maid, And even having done so, where can
they find safety or sanctuary? Our return shortly with Act three.
In the dim, dank, freezing cell, Gil Caton stands with
a torch held on high, his eyes searching, his mind,
racing a wild plan formulating in his mind. Frustrated at
the very outset by the leg iron which binds Luna
to the wall, she sits saddled in the blessed warmth
of the heavy cloak, watching this man who has become
the center of her universe, Secure in her heart that
he will find a way to save her.
Speaker 4: The first problem is the leg.
Speaker 7: Once once I get you to my house, I have
forged an ambulance and tool to cut it away.
Speaker 4: The wall, the wall is the only hope.
Speaker 8: But the ring is barried in amazon ry, not quite
in the mortar between the stones.
Speaker 4: Hold the torch, I can. I can brace my feet against.
Speaker 5: The wall and pull it out.
Speaker 7: The Lord for some reason to bless me with this
extras right.
Speaker 5: I'm starting from you abroad.
Speaker 1: No, Roger, it's the ring from the wall. Once more,
hold you pulled it.
Speaker 11: Up a human.
Speaker 7: Never underestimate the power player. Now listen to me. You
must trust me to the uttermost. Let me lift you
and see how heavy you are. However, it can.
Speaker 4: Be done, What can be done. I'm going to put
you on my back and carry you out of the
prison beneath.
Speaker 1: My cassock, and I'll be very still.
Speaker 4: Forgive me now, But you must take off your frock.
Speaker 1: My frock.
Speaker 4: You must arrange it in the corner with a stuffing
of straw.
Speaker 1: To look like you.
Speaker 5: Oh, of course I do that.
Speaker 4: When I take off my flash, and.
Speaker 5: Oh I can just believe it to be me. It
might give us more time. What are you done, though, I.
Speaker 7: Just put my cassock all the way from below the
waist to the next one to make.
Speaker 4: Rooms for you.
Speaker 1: You are.
Speaker 7: Adversity sharpens the brain. Now how quick have to climb
on this tour? So now under up my neck first,
the Catholic, help me flip it over our heads.
Speaker 1: Oh that's fine, fine room verus both now.
Speaker 4: Help support you. I bind my cash tight around us.
Both up too tight? Can you breathe? Now? I'm must
clock the cell door. I'm there. I must stop the torch.
The more we are, and that it's the safer we are.
Speaker 8: I I'm your, Thanks, I'm your And in the almighty.
Speaker 4: Tailor there?
Speaker 3: Oh God, thanky, what to do?
Speaker 11: Is it'?
Speaker 6: The persona?
Speaker 11: Where is your life?
Speaker 4: The witch has blown it out and left me in
the darkness.
Speaker 7: I had to lock her back and the tealagance the
danger to us all stemmy.
Speaker 5: Well, come down again an a magnet, you say you love.
Speaker 9: The sell.
Speaker 1: Secure?
Speaker 4: That's secure she can be. And find your.
Speaker 1: Own way up in the handle to the prison door.
The light there is poor.
Speaker 4: It's just what I wanted. If you ever.
Speaker 3: Prayed, my little one, pray now freedom is just a
few short steps away.
Speaker 4: Ah, whither away?
Speaker 7: So late in the evening that the matter you silla.
Speaker 3: Being, Sir John, I should have thought you had written home,
But no, I uh, I had some business on my mind.
Speaker 1: I should have thought you might be a bed.
Speaker 3: I've been in my chambers reading the transcript of the trial,
which my friend, Judge Sue was kind enough to make
a Why would you wish to.
Speaker 7: Read all that the thing is set to complete?
Speaker 3: There are some questions I will ask for me, and
I feel in duty bound to make someone attempt to
see if she's repented.
Speaker 7: Then you'll go to the prison this moment. I shall
be glad to drive you there.
Speaker 4: No, No, I arrived there myself. Now do I think
you should go near her again? For some reason you
inhibit her.
Speaker 3: I just says, but the visit is useless by law.
Speaker 7: The diets cast, and she will hang or burn tomorrow.
Speaker 3: I have no power to for your body. I still
may have hoped to free your soul and bring her comfort.
Speaker 4: Good night, sir, you are valuable.
Speaker 11: Do you want there?
Speaker 4: I could get all the luck. I can just make
the shadow of the tree another case visit?
Speaker 3: No?
Speaker 4: Why?
Speaker 3: Yes?
Speaker 4: Yes?
Speaker 3: Not? The matter I thought I recravis that giant bulk
even in the shadows.
Speaker 4: By Harry, you see even larger than I remembered, just
the bunk of my cape. Are you for the prison?
Why yet did you see the maids death? Did she recap? No, sir,
she will never recant because she is innocent. A matter
of opinion, we shall see. You're bound for the prison.
Speaker 11: I am.
Speaker 7: I beg you in the name of Him we worship
in our own ways to disturb this.
Speaker 4: Let a girl no further.
Speaker 7: She is murchisly asleep. Now leave her the last few
hours in heath. In the name of compassion and humanity.
I have certain questions for her. But if but let
God ask them when she attent to take him tomorrow.
Speaker 4: Well we shall see. If she be asleep, perhaps I
will not wake her.
Speaker 3: Good Night, Master Cayton, Oh what misfortune old fast We
must make goll hate now and hope Paul is not lost.
Speaker 4: Oh, oh, oh, forgive me. It's just that the time
may be so important anywhere. Strike away, try to file now,
and once I set off.
Speaker 7: Them, Jill, I don't know that Hugh and cry will
be raised all over this bloody town.
Speaker 4: Just gone mad. I have no course to give you.
Speaker 7: I had hopes that my boat, but I have neither
money nor contact to see you safe away.
Speaker 4: It must be on foot. It's gonna be a good face.
Somehow the Lord will provide.
Speaker 5: How can we have a chans you with all that
I feel in my heart?
Speaker 4: Just let me see that smile break across your lovely face,
and she'll.
Speaker 1: Be thanks enough.
Speaker 5: Change away to meet the man I dreamed down.
Speaker 4: They're almost true.
Speaker 1: I cannot eat more.
Speaker 4: You must eat as much as possible, and you can
carry a little with you.
Speaker 1: We must find you some clothes to air. But oh,
good Lord, not so to.
Speaker 7: Take me into the bedroom quick. If I cannot send
them back, I can hold them back. Now take my
cap that has what money I have in the pocket.
Now go by the window and try to make it
for providence. There's an Episcopealian church.
Speaker 4: There where you will say, I'm gonna go with us.
You must, you must say yourself.
Speaker 8: I'll never love any other man but you.
Speaker 3: I'll go as quickly to the bedroom, perhaps perhaps cottage
with us.
Speaker 7: Yet hobbiness and praying, Oh forgive my cottiness, But I
was at my devotion first. You will pardon my entrusion,
and I hope do I speak to mister Gilbert Caton
for part? And here you do, dare I beg a
few minutes at your valuable time.
Speaker 4: First, I am trying to trace my mother and my
young niece.
Speaker 7: My name is Claire then at Claire of claire Hall,
County Devon. My father had a large escape festive here
which was attached by Indian. All of my family were killed,
shaped my mother and niece, who I am told.
Speaker 1: Escape since I arrived.
Speaker 4: But lately in this country I have.
Speaker 7: Only now, with tolerable certainty, traced them to this district.
The town authorities claimed no knowledge of them, but since
they were of the Episcopal faith, deemed.
Speaker 4: That you might know something. I mean to come part
of the school. Thank you, thank you. You have horses,
your horses, and the coat she is and you must
fly this minute.
Speaker 6: Fly.
Speaker 4: The people of Salem burned your mother as a witch.
I saw her side there in the market.
Speaker 7: Oh good laws, you have fixed the burning of your
niece for tomorrow.
Speaker 4: There is to be a holiday who the folks may
revel in the sight.
Speaker 7: Go burn my niece Luna, and you'll have the tenarity
to ask Leonard Claire.
Speaker 4: To fly with her, Luna, heavenly, Luna, Luna, my baby,
my brother's baby. What have they done to you? Nothing
yet that can't be repaired.
Speaker 3: There is no.
Speaker 4: That's the matter. You'll not be alarmed.
Speaker 3: I come here in amity, not an enmity you. I
shall explain in a moment.
Speaker 4: May I meet the gentleman before I speak.
Speaker 7: This is Luna's uncle, Leonard Claire, a player of all
Denon now of the colonies. And I promise you, a
man of resources, a man well able to afford to
fight the persecution of the town.
Speaker 2: And it's shaye and all your power and emailed nets.
Speaker 4: I would advise you not to try, sir.
Speaker 3: No hear me out as to my motives, my honesty,
my devotion to the God I believe in, and my
determination to.
Speaker 4: Wipe out which craft I will not stand the words.
I do what I believe to be right. And the
history be the judge.
Speaker 7: Your name will go down in it as a stench
in the lasters of any humane man.
Speaker 6: So be it.
Speaker 3: I follow where I am called tonight profoundly troubled.
Speaker 4: After remeating the.
Speaker 3: Transcript of this child's trial and her grandmother's to forth.
I could come to only one conclusion. A tragic miscarriage
of justice had.
Speaker 4: Already been done. Another was about to occur.
Speaker 3: I went to prison determined to freedom maid myself and
to offer her my protection against.
Speaker 4: The wild riot which would follow on her release. Is
when we met you on her own. Yes, sir, you
try to put me off. I can see why now, but.
Speaker 3: God directed my footsteps there. I must tell you that
her absence had been discovered before I even arrived.
Speaker 4: That the marb is gathering. All the roads out of
the town will be closed to everyone's day, and I
stop me, they will unless you have safe conduct.
Speaker 3: I suggest you get your kniece into the coach, potaste
and yourself, draw the curtains, and I'll conduct you and
your men through the mab.
Speaker 8: I will not go without you.
Speaker 7: The least I owe you for saving Luna's life.
Speaker 4: You have just joined the matter, Kayton.
Speaker 3: When that drunken jailer wakes up to remember you saw
her last, you will be tawn Limb from limb. It
is a good bargain, a life for a life. Ah
and you, sir, I have no fear for mine, and
I have much work to do for all his title
and positions. Sir John Jamieson must be brought to book
for his crime against you and yours.
Speaker 4: I shall see that he is, and perhaps I may
need one small.
Speaker 3: Breadth of perfume to dilute that stench my name is
to leave in history.
Speaker 2: While the account you have heard is a fictional one,
it is a somewhat sad thing that Cotton Mather is
painted as black as he is. Even in his obsession
against witchcraft, he was a scrupulous defender of all he
thought unjustly accused. He was a scholar, in some sense
a scientist, and for all he was a fanatic, it
was without thought of personal gain. He was also a
family man, and perhaps it would have allowed himself one
frosty smile of pleasure.
Speaker 1: At the outcome of this whole affair. I shall return shortly.
Speaker 2: The madness that Salem was of short duration, and the
good people of that unfortunate town soon returned to their senses.
Gil Caton and his wife Luna did not return, mostly
because of tragic memories, but also because the first of
a long line of Little Cayton was well on its way.
They were married in Rhode Island, one of the colonies
most noted for its freedom of thought, and lived out
a long and happy life together nurturing their own children
and that other larger group of children, the congregation of
Pastor Gil Cayton's Church, which flourished in all good.
Speaker 1: Things and role as well as and so amen.
Speaker 2: Our cast included Howard da Silva, Marion Zeldis, Kirk Peterson,
William Redfield and Court Benson. The entire production was under
the direction of Hymon Brown. And now a preview of
our next tale.
Speaker 4: Let me give you a hair. Oh those you touch
that case? Huh?
Speaker 12: I only wanted to help put it down? Well, sure
I saw it, Yeah, I see it all now. Movie
the range from my card of stalled out on the turnpike.
Then you have long as if by coincidence, and kill
me and take the money.
Speaker 4: That's an old trick. Will you please tell me what
you're talking about?
Speaker 11: Oh?
Speaker 1: Else, it's the last trick you'll ever try.
Speaker 4: Hey, what are you gonna do with that? John? You
can't kill me?
Speaker 1: Oh, but I can I kill very well.
Speaker 4: Look, mister, because.
Speaker 1: I have an instinct one hundredth instincts, a killer instinct.
I smell, I sense death and murder.
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another adventure in the macabre.
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