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Confession of Thomas Paman
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Newmarket The 28 of February 1629
Thomas Paman says
That having long since, some two years gone, some displeasure that he could
not have such means from his father, as he thought he lacked, paying commonly
freely when he was in any company, and having often times threatened upon
any discontent between his parents and himself, that he would not
stay with them, be gone to the low countries or the like (upon the
persuasion of some other fellows) he found himself somewhat ill
in his body, Thursday last was a month, and being not open in his body
thirteen days, his brother went to the physician Mr Ayers in
Bury St Edmonds, the day before Candlemas day. But with all his
ill disposition of his body, his minds being not better disposed, resolved
to deceive his father, and to fain himself Frantic [ill with anxiety], in hope
his father should allow him better maintenance or portion for his
marriage, which he intended with one Elizabeth Waller at
Putnam in Suffolk. To whom he was going, when he
found himself ill (promise being past betwixt them both)
for which match his father was not forward. And being
thus visited in his fained [pretend] disease by divers some whereof did say they
did think he was bewitched, by name one William Owens and
Ambrose Evered, Roger Mountagne and the wife of William Owens
(the first day of his fainting) thereby he took occasion to
change his first project, and to keep them in their opinion to be
bewitched, and having continued so till about Tuesday next after
Candlemas day [Christian holiday on February 2 to mark presentation of child Jesus into the temple] till faining to be dumb, he heard his brother and
divers others say, It would be good, the Justices of peace should
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be acquainted with all, he thereupon did write the letter to Sir Martin
And after counterfeited [pretended] to be not able to write anymore some
48 hours. As before he counterfeited to be dumb unless when some
fits were upon him, then he spoke and barked like a dog. The which
when he saw and heard the people to marvel at, he was much pleased
with all. Amongst them the wench that watched him (Anne
Coward) told him, that she was once High Whirled [spun] into a ditch of
water by the spirit. Whereby he took occasion to go the strong on
in that faining &c. Now upon Thursday last was seven-
night, about ten of the clock in the night he let himself
fall out of his bed, to make them that did think and say he
was bewitched (for others were that said he did but counterfeit)
the more assured in their opinions. And Friday the next
day after Alice Read (before called Alice Bird) came in
by the means of Sir Martin Stoutville, to see what he then
would do. Some of the standers by saying, the witch was come,
and the wench that help him, wishing she might not come at him,
for she could kill him, his brother and others saying, it was
her pleasure she should come to him, and many others
saying, that he would tear her and the like speeches. He
thereby induced, came out of his bed and laid hold on her, pulling
her down and pulled off her headgear, and so was taken from
her and laid a bed again. Now being seen for to come
hither, he fell sore afraid, but those that were about him
persuaded him to fear nothing, but to stand to it, to the truth, to
his own and then the two women, Elizabeth Bird and her
daughter, and the old woman’s mother and grandmother
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were suspected to be witches (those that said so are John
Parmen & his eldest son John Parman, and others) he came hither
this morning in his bed, without his clothes finding himself weary
and sore, and his keeper saying that he could not suffer his clothes
which his father would have had him put on. And this (he sayeth)
is the plain truth, for the doing whereof he heartily craves
pardon of God and the King promising never to do the like again
but heartily repairing to become a new man. In witness
here of he himself adds this much. That he will
for ever confess that before written, and I do promise
to use the best means that I can to the uttermost of my
poor power to make her recompense for this wrong
By me
Thomas Paman
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