An essay for the recording of illustrious providences

I have recited this Story punctually, as a thing that hath been very much fixed on my Memory (being then but young) and a certain Truth, I being (with many more) an Ear-witness of their Confessions, and eye-witness of their Executions, and likewise saw Fletcher when he was taken up, where they had ⟨p. 232⟩•uried him in his Clothes, which were a green Fustian Doublet pinckt upon white, and his walking Boots, and brass Spurs, without Rowels. Thus Mr. Webster. Again, the same Author (P.308.) relates that about the Year 1632. there lived one Walker, near Chester, who was a Yeoman of a good Estate, and a Widower; he had a young Kins-woman to keep his House, who was by the Neighbours suspected to be with Child, and was sent away one Evening in the dark, with one Mark Sharp a Collier, and was not heard of, nor little notice taken of her, till a long time after one James Grayham a Miller, who lived two Miles from Walker's House, being one night alone very late in his Mill, grinding Corn, about twelve a Clock at night, the Doors being shut, there stood a Woman in the midst of the Floor, with her hair hanging down all bloody, and five large Wounds in her head; he was very much frighted, yet had the courage to ask her who she was, and what she wanted? to whom she answered, I am the Spirit of such a Woman, who lived with Walker, and being got with Child by him, be promised to send me to a private place, where I should be well locked to, till I was brought ⟨p. 233⟩a Bed, and •well, and then I should come again and keep his House, and accordingly (said the Apparition) I was one night late sent away with one Mark Sharp, who upon a Moor, (naming a place which the Miller knew) slew me with a Pick (such as Men dig Coals withal) and gave me these five Wounds, and after threw my Body into a Coal-pit hard by, and hid the Pick under the Bank, and his shoes and stockings being bloody, he endeavoured to wash them, but seeing the blood would not wash off, be left them there; And the Apparition further told the Miller, That he must be the Man to reveal it, or else she must still appear and haunt him. The Miller returned home very sad, and heavy, but spake not one word of what he had seen, yet eschewed as much as he could to stay in the Mill in the night without company, thinking thereby to escape the seeing this dreadful Apparition;