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"Ah, there's Dot. They're giving her a reception. Bless them how awfully sweet! Hurrah for poor little Dot!" Her hands went up to applaud. And for the ensuing ten minutes her fatigue was forgotten. She became absorbed in the action of the piece. Dot Parris earned a recall at the end of the first act, conquering by sheer force of personality that gloomy and half-hearted audience. And Poppy St.
It is governed by no known laws, and at times seems to assume all the caprices of chance. Charles Stevens was a youth of good strong, common sense; yet he could but feel strangely impressed by the words and the awful look of Mr. Parris. The man was surely more than mortal. His voice, hollow and sepulchral, seemed to issue from the tomb.
Charles released both his mother and Cora, and, seizing Mr. Parris by the throat, hurled him to the ground, and raised a hammer to brain him; but at this moment a strong hand seized his arm, and the calm, kind voice of Mr. Waters said: "Stay your hand, Charles. Do the man no harm." Next moment, a pair of dusky hands seized Mr. Parris, and he was hurried away to the rear. Mr.
As fasting and prayer were the usual resources of our Puritan fathers in difficulties, these were naturally resorted to at once upon this occasion. The families to which the "afflicted children" belonged assembled the neighbors who had also fasted and, under the guidance of the Reverend Master Parris, besought the Lord to deliver them from the power of the Evil One.
On the other hand, the great majority of the Puritans, under the lead of the Reverend Cotton Mather, and the two Salem ministers, Parris and Noyes were determined that the prosecution should go on, until the witches, those children of the Evil One, were thoroughly cast out; even if half of their congregations should have to be hung by the other half.
Parris, and kept remarkably clear from the witchcraft delusion." Dr. John Swinnerton the same, by the way, whose memory is illuminated by a ray from the genius of Hawthorne died the very year before the great witchcraft explosion took place.
Master Parris thought he was a very good horseman besides; and began to take the same view. There was the horse, and he was the man! So one afternoon John Indian saddled and bridled the mare, and brought her up to the horse-block.
In the family of Samuel Parris, his daughter, a child of nine years, and his niece, a girl of less than twelve, began to have strange caprices.
He was a skeptic on the subject of witchcraft, and Parris determined to have his revenge on him, and, through his many agents and instruments, had him accused and committed. Thus far there had been no success in obtaining confessions, though earnestly solicited. It had been strongly hinted that a confession was an avenue of safety.
I thank my God, Samuel Parris, that I can, with the prophets of old, say, O, grave, where is thy victory?" "Charles Stevens, have you ever thought that, after all, this, too, may be a delusion? That the Bible may be only the uninspired work of man, and that there may be no beyond no God, save in nature?" "So you have turned atheist?" cried Charles. "Perhaps you have been one all along?"
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