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Witchcraft
Laird Harry Gilles
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THE Laird Harry Gilles of Littledean
was extremely fond of hunting. One day, as his dogs were chasing. a hare,
they suddenly stopped, and gave up the pursuit, which enraged him so much
that he swore the animal they had been hunting must be one of the witches
of Maxton. No sooner had he uttered the word than hares appeared all round
him, so close that they even sprang over the saddle before his eyes, but
still none of his hounds would give them chase. In a fit of anger he
jumped off his horse and killed the dogs on the spot, all but one black
hound, who at that moment turned to pursue the largest hare. Remounting
his horse, he followed the chase, and saw the black hound turn the hare
and drive it directly towards him. The hare made a spring as if to clear
his horse’s neck, but the laird dextrously caught hold of one of her
fore-paws, drew out his hunting-knife, and cut it off; after which the
hares, which had been so numerous, all disappeared. Next morning Laird
Harry heard that a woman of Maxton had lost her arm in some unaccountable
manner; so he went straight to her house, pulled out the hare’s foot
(which had
changed in his pocket to a woman’s hand and arm), and applied it to the
stump. It fitted exactly. She confessed her crime, and was drowned for
witchcraft the same day in the well, by the young men of Maxton. |
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