A Break With Charity: a Story About the Salem Witch Trials

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Tituba's Tale  SHE LOOKED AT me through one good eye. The other was swollen closed. In the corner of the cow shed, Tituba sat on some clean straw covered with a blanket. Another blanket was drawn around her hunched shoulders. The shed was closed and dim, and John Indian held a lantern.
"Tituba, is this what the good reverend did to you?" I asked.
For a moment she did not recognize me, then I saw an intelligent light in her eye. "Ah," she said, "the little girl from the house with all the gables
...." "Oh, Tituba, how cruel of him. How can I ever go to Meeting and hear him preach again?" "Not the first time he does such a thing," she said.
"Tituba, I haven't much time. I must speak with you." She shook her head. "Too much talk. Tituba says it is now time for silence." "No, Tituba, it is time to speak out! The girls in the circle have named you as one of their tormentors. The magistrates have issued a warrant for your arrest." She thought this amusing. "They know where Tituba is. Tituba can't go away from this place." "They'll want to examine you tomorrow.
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