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The Journal of Reverand Samuel Parris
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 * Today I am Reverand Samuel Parris, and I am covering pages 3 to 20**

__**Today I saw**__ my youngest, Betty, stricken with a curse that I have not seen in my forty years. She lies still in her bed upstairs unable to wake from a heavy sleep that seems to pull her from this earth. I blame myself for this fate. I have been so wrapped up in my work. If I had been more involved I would have noticed that she and my niece, Abigail, have been absent from the house when they should be tending to their chores. It was God that gave me the idea to follow last evening into the dark woods that surround our village. If I had not seen with my own eyes the way they skipped and danced about I would not have believed that the devil had not taken control of them. When I saw my niece Abigail, __**I confronted her and said**__ "how did she find herself in the devil's field". When I confronted her after Betty's return home, she begged me "we did dance: let you tell them I confessed it - and I'll be whipped if I must be. But they're speakin' of witchcraft. Betty's not witched." __**I know people have said**__ that I "no interest in children, or am taken with them," but what will those in town think if I do not stay with Betty in her hour of need? Oh, __**how I wish I had said**__ "how could you, Abigail, considered listening to the wishes of the devil, look what you have done to us all?!" I __**bet that tomorrow**__ my letter to Reverand Hale will have arrived at his home outside of Boston. I am sure he will read it and be on his way here to find the culprit to my Betty's horrible fate. (KC)