The Witch of Salem; or, Credulity Run Mad

CHAPTER I.

THE MAN WITH THE BOOK.

Through shades and solitudes profound, The fainting traveler wends his way; Bewildering meteors glare around, And tempt his wandering feet astray. --Montgomery.

The autumnal evening was cool, dark and gusty. Storm-clouds were gathering thickly overhead, and the ground beneath was covered with rustling leaves, which, blighted by the early...