WEBVTT - Season 6 Episode 21: The Mask that Eats the Face

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<v Speaker 1>On a stormy night on the small island of Guernsey,

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<v Speaker 1>a young paranormal expert joins a skeptical history teacher to

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<v Speaker 1>record the first in a series of podcasts based on

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<v Speaker 1>the island's incredible folklore and paranormal history. As the expert

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<v Speaker 1>regales his horrifying stories, the teacher learns that we all

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<v Speaker 1>have our own truth, our own story ghosts that haunt us.

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<v Speaker 1>Starring Olivier nominated actor and former Blue Peter legend Peter Duncan,

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<v Speaker 1>When Darkness Falls is a spine chilling ghost story that

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<v Speaker 1>themes that some may find disturbing. Parental discretion is advised.

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<v Speaker 1>Southeast Scotland. In sixteen seventy Edinburgh, a dark fairy tale

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<v Speaker 1>of a city sat on a rupture of earth and rock.

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<v Speaker 1>Overlooking the cold steel waters of the Firth of Fourth,

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<v Speaker 1>a medieval castle perched high up on volcanic rock, its

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<v Speaker 1>sandstone walls stained black by rain. Narrow labyrinthine streets fanning

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<v Speaker 1>out like dendrites, each flanked by six and seven story

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<v Speaker 1>high buildings, their gables and dormer windows utting out in

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<v Speaker 1>strange and unnatural ways, teetering as if forever on the

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<v Speaker 1>verge of collapse, while below them the streets run with

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<v Speaker 1>human excrement and urine flung out of windows by the bucketful,

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<v Speaker 1>as rats and mice scatter about. One evening in early spring,

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<v Speaker 1>sometime around midnight, all is quiet, save for the occasional

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<v Speaker 1>sound of someone scurrying off into a distant alleyway. As

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<v Speaker 1>two women one the others made make their way home

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<v Speaker 1>from Castle Hill under a moonless sky. Their footsteps echo

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<v Speaker 1>along the road as they turn into the steep, winding

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<v Speaker 1>confines of West Bow, and a light mist rises up

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<v Speaker 1>to meet them. The towering tenements loom high above, crowding

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<v Speaker 1>out the sky as they continued down the bows steep slope,

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<v Speaker 1>the maid pushing back the shadows with the soft, hazy

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<v Speaker 1>light of her lantern, while somewhere off an animal snorts,

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<v Speaker 1>when from out of the darkness they hear a sudden

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<v Speaker 1>whooping and clapping, followed by a high pitched cackle of laughter.

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<v Speaker 1>Looking up, they can just make out three oddly shaped

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<v Speaker 1>silhouettes in the flickering candlelight of an open window, their

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<v Speaker 1>bodies heaving and limbs flailing with each cacination. Turning back

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<v Speaker 1>to the street, the women are stopped suddenly in their

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<v Speaker 1>tracks by the sight of a cloaked figure hunched over

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<v Speaker 1>at the base of a narrow, twisted flight of stairs

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<v Speaker 1>that lead up to the property from where the cackling

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<v Speaker 1>is coming from. Thinking little of it at first, the

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<v Speaker 1>women staring shock as the figure rose up suddenly to

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<v Speaker 1>its full height, a beguiling ten feet at least, revealing

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<v Speaker 1>a set of unusually spindly limbs. The women stepped back

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<v Speaker 1>into the shadows as the strange giant specter burst out

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<v Speaker 1>in a fit of maniacal laughter, and then shot off

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<v Speaker 1>into the night. With their curiosity aroused, the two women

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<v Speaker 1>attempted to keep pace with the spindly figure, but no

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<v Speaker 1>matter how swiftly their feet carried them, it seemed always

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<v Speaker 1>to be the same distance ahead. At a turn in

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<v Speaker 1>the road. The figure then slipped into a narrow lane

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<v Speaker 1>known locally as Stinking Close, and disappeared. Hurrying after it,

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<v Speaker 1>the women stopped at the lane's entrance and gasped at

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<v Speaker 1>the sight beyond. What was you usually nothing more than

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<v Speaker 1>a narrow alleyway connecting Westbow to Cowgate. The next road

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<v Speaker 1>across was now lit up along its entire length by

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<v Speaker 1>flaming torches, as numerous dark, hooded figures jostled about underneath them.

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<v Speaker 1>Little of their faces could be seen, save for their mouths,

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<v Speaker 1>which were all stretched wide open and emitting the most

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<v Speaker 1>hideous cacophony of hysterical laughter. Terrified, the women hurried on

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<v Speaker 1>to the safety of their home. The following morning, the

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<v Speaker 1>streets now bustling once more with people, horses, and carts,

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<v Speaker 1>The two women retraced their steps from the night before,

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<v Speaker 1>and soon found themselves at the bottom of the narrow,

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<v Speaker 1>rickety stairwell from which the strange, towering figure had emerged.

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<v Speaker 1>The maid grabbed a passing tanner, his foul smelling leather

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<v Speaker 1>apron streaked with blood, then pointed up to the window

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<v Speaker 1>where they'd seen the three figures clapping and laughing together.

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<v Speaker 1>Pray tell us whose house is that, she asked, why,

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<v Speaker 1>replied the Tanner, That is the home of Major Thomas Weir.

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<v Speaker 1>Of course you're listening to Unexplained and I'm Richard mc

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<v Speaker 1>lane Smith. Thomas Weir was born sometime around fifteen ninety

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<v Speaker 1>nine near Carluke in Lanarkshire, just southeast of Glasgow. By

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<v Speaker 1>sixteen fifty he'd managed to successfully navigate an extraordinarily complicated

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<v Speaker 1>tide of events to become the head of the Edinburgh

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<v Speaker 1>Town Guard, the city's fledgling police force. Twelve years previously,

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<v Speaker 1>in sixteen thirty eight, a number of the leading powers

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<v Speaker 1>in Scotland signed the National Covenant, a public declaration opposing

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<v Speaker 1>King Charles the First's plans to reform the Presbyterian Church

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<v Speaker 1>of Scotland. Charles the First, who was an Anglican, was

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<v Speaker 1>King of Scotland, England and Ireland at the time, and

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<v Speaker 1>was keen to restructure the fiercely independent and powerful Church

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<v Speaker 1>of Scotland in such a way that would make it,

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<v Speaker 1>and by extension, the nation, easier for him to subdue

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<v Speaker 1>and control. Those who signed the National Covenant or were

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<v Speaker 1>sympathetic to its aims called themselves Covenanters, and King Charles

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<v Speaker 1>naturally hated them. By then, any English and Scottish monarch,

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<v Speaker 1>although still very much the head of state, was increasingly

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<v Speaker 1>reliant on supply aught from the lawmakers of Parliament to

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<v Speaker 1>wield their power. When Charles asked them for military support

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<v Speaker 1>to force the Church of Scotland to back down, they refused,

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<v Speaker 1>and so the first of a series of wars were

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<v Speaker 1>ignited between various forces in England, Scotland and Ireland that

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<v Speaker 1>would collectively become known as the Wars of the Three Kingdoms.

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<v Speaker 1>This complex matrix of belligerents was made especially complicated by

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<v Speaker 1>the respective ambitions of each division of power. The Scottish

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<v Speaker 1>Covenanters opposed King Charles the First and his proposals for

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<v Speaker 1>the Church of Scotland, while English parliamentarians also opposed the king. However,

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<v Speaker 1>the Covenanters also opposed the parliamentarian's plan to dispense with

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<v Speaker 1>the king altogether, and all three parties had interests in Ireland.

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<v Speaker 1>In the course of the next ten years, all would

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<v Speaker 1>clash in a bloody scramble for supremacy of ideas, which

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<v Speaker 1>by sixteen fifty had resulted in the defeat and execution

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<v Speaker 1>of Charles the First and an uneasy alliance between Oliver

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<v Speaker 1>Cromwell's parliamentarian forces and the Covenanters of the Church of Scotland,

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<v Speaker 1>as laid out in the sixteen forty three Solemn League

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<v Speaker 1>and Covenant Agreement. As the son of a wealthy landed couple,

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<v Speaker 1>the strict Presbyterian, Thomas Weir was a man of some

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<v Speaker 1>political status, and as such was one of the signatories

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<v Speaker 1>of the Solemn League and Covenant Agreement. Having fought in

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<v Speaker 1>numerous battles alongside the Parliamentarian forces, he'd somehow survived it all,

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<v Speaker 1>earning himself the title of Major in the process, and

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<v Speaker 1>settled in Edinburgh to take up his position as the

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<v Speaker 1>commander of the town Guard. On first arriving in Edinburgh,

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<v Speaker 1>Weir and his younger sister, Jean, who accompanied him everywhere,

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<v Speaker 1>lived in Cowgate, one of the main thoroughfares of the city,

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<v Speaker 1>at the home of one grizz Old Whitford. By sixteen

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<v Speaker 1>fifty he and Jean had moved into a house on

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<v Speaker 1>West Bow, an especially steep section of road which ran

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<v Speaker 1>in a Z shaped pattern all the way down from

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<v Speaker 1>Castle Hill at the base of Edinburgh Castle to the

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<v Speaker 1>grass Market at the bottom, where the city's largest market

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<v Speaker 1>space was located. They lived there with their servant, Bessie Waymes.

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<v Speaker 1>Thomas Weir was tall, with a distinctively large nose and

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<v Speaker 1>a commanding, brooding presence, who could often be seen stalking

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<v Speaker 1>the streets of Edinburgh where a long black cloak and

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<v Speaker 1>clutching a thick ornate staff in his hand. The staff

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<v Speaker 1>was a curious thing, engraved all along its body with

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<v Speaker 1>pictures of centaurs and strained symbols, while its top comprised

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<v Speaker 1>a crooked head of thornwood, all of which only served

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<v Speaker 1>to amplify his imposing countenance. His was a life of purity,

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<v Speaker 1>bound to the good Book and the Word of God,

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<v Speaker 1>which he was never shy of spreading himself at any

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<v Speaker 1>given opportunity, and he was good at it too, being

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<v Speaker 1>a compelling and authoritative public speaker with a ferocious intellect

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<v Speaker 1>and a prodigious memory when it came to quoting scripture,

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<v Speaker 1>who never missed an opportunity to stick the boot in

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<v Speaker 1>when others fell short of his own puritanical standards. And

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<v Speaker 1>so it was with some alarm to those who were

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<v Speaker 1>gathered there when late one evening, he burst angrily into

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<v Speaker 1>an ale house next to the Nether Bow, the eastern

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<v Speaker 1>gateway into the city, on the lookout for several guards

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<v Speaker 1>who deserted their post. Finding them tucked away drinking merrily

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<v Speaker 1>at a small table in the corner, we Are stormed

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<v Speaker 1>over to them and demanded they returned to their post immediately.

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<v Speaker 1>The men, startled by weird sudden appearance, apologized for their

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<v Speaker 1>lack of judgment, explaining that they'd merely wanted to join

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<v Speaker 1>a friend for a drink who was in town for

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<v Speaker 1>the night. They pointed to the stranger sat among them

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<v Speaker 1>and introduced him as a mister Burne. Then something strange

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<v Speaker 1>came over Major Weir, as all his confidence and authority

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<v Speaker 1>seemed to suddenly drain from him, and the blood rushed

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<v Speaker 1>from his face. He stepped back in the grip of

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<v Speaker 1>some unnatural terror, quietly repeating the name to himself over

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<v Speaker 1>and over again, Burn Burn Burn, he said. The guards

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<v Speaker 1>stared on in confusion as were then turned quickly on

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<v Speaker 1>his heels and fled hastily from the building. It is

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<v Speaker 1>said that Were was not seen outside his home for

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<v Speaker 1>a good two weeks after this incident. Not long After

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<v Speaker 1>his peculiar turn at the Ale House, Major Weir was

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<v Speaker 1>out walking in the hills with a friend when they

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<v Speaker 1>approached a narrow stream. On being informed that it was

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<v Speaker 1>called Liberton Burn, Weir became suddenly distressed and refused to

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<v Speaker 1>cross it. It seemed clearly that something in that word

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<v Speaker 1>brought him immediate distress. By sixteen fifty one, we as

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<v Speaker 1>time as commander of the Edinburgh Guard had come to

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<v Speaker 1>an end. Effectively retired, he quickly found his place among

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<v Speaker 1>the more powerful acolytes of the local Presbyterian community. Thomas's sister, Jean, meanwhile,

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<v Speaker 1>developed a reputation of her own for being a formidable

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<v Speaker 1>spinner of yarn, producing it at a rate seldom seen before.

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<v Speaker 1>The West Bow, whether we As lived, was known for

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<v Speaker 1>being home to some of the most pious individuals in

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<v Speaker 1>the city, among them the many tinsmiths who resided there,

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<v Speaker 1>who were known collectively as the Bowhead Saints. Thomas Weir

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<v Speaker 1>was quick to prove their equal, and, with his passion

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<v Speaker 1>for prayer, soon found himself being invited to speak at

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<v Speaker 1>the homes of his neighbors whenever the occasion called for it.

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<v Speaker 1>He could often be found at the bedside of the

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<v Speaker 1>old and infirm, dispensing reassuring pearls of biblical wisdom to

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<v Speaker 1>aid their suffering. The effect or the more reassuring, due

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<v Speaker 1>to Weir's confident air, and for being so well known

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<v Speaker 1>as a man whose own devotion to God and rejection

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<v Speaker 1>of sin was unquestionable. And soon people were traveling from

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<v Speaker 1>as far as forty to fifty miles away just to

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<v Speaker 1>hear him speak. And speak he did, always with that

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<v Speaker 1>peculiar staff by his side, his magnetic words full of

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<v Speaker 1>such gravity it was as though they had come from

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<v Speaker 1>the very mouth of God themselves. Now hear this, he

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<v Speaker 1>would say, as he leant heavily on his staff. Galatians,

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<v Speaker 1>chapter five, verse nineteen. Now the works of the flesh

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<v Speaker 1>are manifest. Which are these adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lasciviousness, idolatry, witchcraft, hatred, variance, emulations, wrath, strife, seditions, heresies, envyings, murders, drunkenness, revelings,

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<v Speaker 1>and such like of the witch. I tell you before,

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<v Speaker 1>as I have also told you in time past, that

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<v Speaker 1>today which do such things shall not inherit the Kingdom

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<v Speaker 1>Smith Barney Llc. One morning, a woman arrived at the

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<v Speaker 1>home of John Knave, a Presbyterian minister, in New Mills,

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<v Speaker 1>a village located about fifty miles west of Edinburgh. The

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<v Speaker 1>woman was clearly in some distress as she wrestled with

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<v Speaker 1>what it was she wanted to say. After Knave told

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<v Speaker 1>her forcefully to spit it out, the woman explained finally

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<v Speaker 1>that she was certain she'd just seen a man in

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<v Speaker 1>a secluded field having sex with a horse. The man,

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<v Speaker 1>she insisted, was Major Thomas Weir. The accusation was, of

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<v Speaker 1>course ludicrous, and, at a time when the fate of

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<v Speaker 1>Scotland and the Covenanters was still very much in the balance,

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<v Speaker 1>an extremely dangerous one too, and so there was only

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<v Speaker 1>one course of action. The following day, the woman was

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<v Speaker 1>paraded through the town and flogged mercilessly by the local

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<v Speaker 1>hangman for her false accusation. In sixteen sixty, after ten

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<v Speaker 1>years without a king, the monarchy was restored across Scotland,

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<v Speaker 1>England and Ireland, with Charles the First son Charles the

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<v Speaker 1>Second taking the throne. The Church of Scotland succeeded in

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<v Speaker 1>retaining its power and independence, however, only after it was

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<v Speaker 1>agreed to abolish the reforms made by the Covenanters. As

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<v Speaker 1>a result, many Covenanters were persecuted as they sought to

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<v Speaker 1>maintain their influence in the country. Strangely, Thomas Weir avoided

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<v Speaker 1>any such complications and for the next ten years continued

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<v Speaker 1>to be widely celebrated for his powers of prayer. But

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<v Speaker 1>as the years passed and age up with him, we

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<v Speaker 1>began to slow down somewhat, and by sixteen seventy, as

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<v Speaker 1>he approached his seventieth birthday, he seemed to have become

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<v Speaker 1>gripped by a heavy melancholy that left him weary and

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<v Speaker 1>lacking his usual enthusiasm for praying. Then, early in the

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<v Speaker 1>spring of sixteen seventy were invited four of the most

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<v Speaker 1>eminent men from his circle of Presbyterian friends to gather

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<v Speaker 1>at his home, including among them mister John Sinclair, a

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<v Speaker 1>local Presbyterian minister. With darkness already falling, the men made

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<v Speaker 1>their way to West Bow and up the rickety staircase,

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<v Speaker 1>passing through the courtyard beyond, as the sound of Gene

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<v Speaker 1>Weir's spinning wheel could be heard echoing throughout. Then on

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<v Speaker 1>into the house they went, where they were greeting by

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<v Speaker 1>a fragile looking Thomas, leaning heavily on his staff under

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<v Speaker 1>the gentle flicker of candle light. He bid them welcome

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<v Speaker 1>as he sat wearily on a chair and gestured for

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<v Speaker 1>them to do the same. The men looked about, unsure

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<v Speaker 1>as to why exactly they had been summoned. Then Weir

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<v Speaker 1>finally spoke. It was no use, he said, it was

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<v Speaker 1>time to come clean. What Major Thomas Weir told the

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<v Speaker 1>men that night has never precisely been ascertained, only that

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<v Speaker 1>had apparently included a confession to a series of unspeakable

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<v Speaker 1>acts that he'd committed throughout his life, and that for

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<v Speaker 1>over twenty years he'd been a servant of the devil.

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<v Speaker 1>That night, the stunned men left the Weir's home. They

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<v Speaker 1>made a pact never to reveal anything of what they'd

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<v Speaker 1>just heard, in fear that they might be tainted by

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<v Speaker 1>their association with the Major. However, mister John Sinclair was

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<v Speaker 1>so disturbed by it all he felt obligated to inform

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<v Speaker 1>Sir Andrew Ramsey, who, as Lord provesed, was the city's

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<v Speaker 1>administrative head. Believing the crimes that Weir had confessed to

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<v Speaker 1>too inhumane and horrid for any human to have been

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<v Speaker 1>capable of, Ramsey promptly sent to physicians to Weir's house

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<v Speaker 1>to assess his mental health. Perhaps he thought the man

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<v Speaker 1>was merely going senile in his old age, but to

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<v Speaker 1>his horror, the doctors found nothing wrong with Weir's cerebral faculties.

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<v Speaker 1>The man, they said, was perfectly sane. The following night,

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<v Speaker 1>two Baileys tasked with the resting Major Weir and his

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<v Speaker 1>sister Jean, whom he'd also implicated in his confession, burst

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<v Speaker 1>into their home. As they grabbed the then sixty year

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<v Speaker 1>old Jean, she cried out to them to first confiscate

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<v Speaker 1>the Major's staff before he used it to drive them

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<v Speaker 1>out of the house that she said was where he

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<v Speaker 1>derived his power. Sure Enough, the staff was secured, and

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<v Speaker 1>the Major, who was found shortly afterwards, offered no resistance

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<v Speaker 1>to his arrest. The Baileys then asked if there was

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<v Speaker 1>any money kept in the house, and were directed to

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<v Speaker 1>a series of cloth bundles full of coins that were

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<v Speaker 1>dotted about the place. After locking the Weir siblings up

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<v Speaker 1>in the Old Tollbooth prison, the Baileys retired to a

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<v Speaker 1>local inn to get a drink by the fire and

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<v Speaker 1>count the money they'd taken. After pulling it all together,

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<v Speaker 1>they threw the cloths into the fire and were amazed

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<v Speaker 1>to see them whip and dance about strangely in the flames,

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<v Speaker 1>before finally burning In one of the bundles. They were

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<v Speaker 1>also said to have found a strange root of some sort,

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<v Speaker 1>which they too tossed onto the fire. The moment it landed,

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<v Speaker 1>it sparked and crackled like gunpowder, then emitted a huge

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<v Speaker 1>cannon like bang and shot up into the chimney like

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<v Speaker 1>a firework. Meanwhile, up in the Old Tollbooth, Maister Sinclair

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<v Speaker 1>paid a visit to Major Weir and begged him to repent,

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<v Speaker 1>but we Are refused, telling Sinclair to leave him alone

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<v Speaker 1>and that there was no saving him, and so Sinclair

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<v Speaker 1>turned his attention to his sister Jean, Still not quite

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<v Speaker 1>able to believe all that Weir had confessed to Sinclair

0:24:05.840 --> 0:24:11.960
<v Speaker 1>needed answers, but first Jeanne denied it all until finally

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<v Speaker 1>she confessed too. It was all true, she said, and

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<v Speaker 1>this was how it began. It was sometime one night

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<v Speaker 1>in August sixteen forty eight, in the early hours, when

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<v Speaker 1>there was a knock at the door at Thomas and

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<v Speaker 1>Jean's home in Westbow. Having been woken up by the knocking,

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<v Speaker 1>Jean was then told by Thomas to join him in

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<v Speaker 1>the street, where, to her amazement, six black horses and

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<v Speaker 1>a large stagecoach that appeared to be almost entirely on

0:24:53.760 --> 0:24:59.879
<v Speaker 1>fire was waiting for them. Nervously, Jean followed her brother

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<v Speaker 1>into the burning coach and together they were whisked away

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<v Speaker 1>to dal Keith, a small town just south of Edinburgh,

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<v Speaker 1>where she claimed Thomas had a meeting with an unknown

0:25:11.200 --> 0:25:17.440
<v Speaker 1>man who she understood later was the Devil. Thomas returned

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<v Speaker 1>from the meeting clutching the Strange staff for which he

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<v Speaker 1>was so well known. Weir was said to have made

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<v Speaker 1>a pact with the devil, who told him that from

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<v Speaker 1>that point on he could do whatever he wished, and

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<v Speaker 1>that only a burn could stop him. He was also

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<v Speaker 1>gifted strange magical powers, which he appeared to draw directly

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<v Speaker 1>from the peculiar staff, as if to prove this to himself.

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<v Speaker 1>The following day, he was said to have told anyone

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<v Speaker 1>that would listen that King Charles's army had been beaten

0:25:53.640 --> 0:25:57.400
<v Speaker 1>in the Battle of Preston, something which he couldn't possibly

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<v Speaker 1>have known at that time. Soon after, Jeanne too had

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<v Speaker 1>a run in with the devil when she was visited

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<v Speaker 1>by a strange, tall lady who appeared at her door

0:26:10.359 --> 0:26:14.919
<v Speaker 1>with three children strapped to her body. The woman urged

0:26:15.080 --> 0:26:18.280
<v Speaker 1>jean to do battle with the Queen of the Fairies

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<v Speaker 1>and take her place as the Devil's wife. She then

0:26:22.680 --> 0:26:25.879
<v Speaker 1>asked Jeanne to give her all the silver she possessed,

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<v Speaker 1>which she did. Ever since that day, Jeanne found she

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<v Speaker 1>could produce more yarn on her spinning wheel than she

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<v Speaker 1>ever thought possible, as though she too had been given

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<v Speaker 1>a magical gift. Another time, she was visited by an

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<v Speaker 1>unusually short woman who gave her a strange route, telling

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<v Speaker 1>her that as long as she kept it safe, she

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<v Speaker 1>would have the power to do whatever she chose. The

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<v Speaker 1>woman then threw down a cloth on the floor of

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<v Speaker 1>her house and told Jean to stand on it, while saying,

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<v Speaker 1>all crosses and cares go out of this house now,

0:27:06.960 --> 0:27:14.840
<v Speaker 1>and Jean obliged. Mister John Sinclair listened on aghast, recognizing

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<v Speaker 1>immediately another pact with the devil. Jean then explained that

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<v Speaker 1>her and Thomas's mother had been a witch who bore

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<v Speaker 1>the devil's mark, just like her brother did. Here, said Jean,

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<v Speaker 1>as she pulled up the headdress that she was wearing.

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<v Speaker 1>I have the devil's mark too. The god fearing Sinclair

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<v Speaker 1>refused to see it at first, but his curiosity eventually

0:27:43.000 --> 0:27:46.399
<v Speaker 1>got the better of him. Jean pulled off the head

0:27:46.480 --> 0:27:51.040
<v Speaker 1>dress and furrowed her brow, where a small horseshoe shape

0:27:51.040 --> 0:27:56.480
<v Speaker 1>emerged in her skin, another clear indication, thought Sinclair, that

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<v Speaker 1>she too, had sold her soul to the devil. The

0:28:00.680 --> 0:28:11.040
<v Speaker 1>minister shuddered at the sight of it. The Weir's trial

0:28:11.440 --> 0:28:16.159
<v Speaker 1>took place on April ninth, sixteen seventy, during which the

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<v Speaker 1>full extent of Major Thomas Weir's confession was revealed. The Major,

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<v Speaker 1>as it turned out, had been raping his sister Jean

0:28:27.080 --> 0:28:32.360
<v Speaker 1>for the best part of fifty years, having once been married.

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<v Speaker 1>Shortly after the death of his wife Weir also impregnated

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<v Speaker 1>his step daughter, most likely as the result of rape, too,

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<v Speaker 1>but had managed to have her married off to a

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<v Speaker 1>man in England before anyone found out. He was also

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<v Speaker 1>found guilty of multiple counts of fornication, having sex with

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<v Speaker 1>married women as well as his maid. The degree to

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<v Speaker 1>which these acts were consensual is unclear. Weir was also

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<v Speaker 1>found guilty, having finally admitted to it, of numerous counts

0:29:07.360 --> 0:29:13.680
<v Speaker 1>of bestiality with dogs, cows, and a horse, vindicating the

0:29:13.720 --> 0:29:17.560
<v Speaker 1>woman who had been whipped so mercilessly for accusing him

0:29:17.600 --> 0:29:22.120
<v Speaker 1>of the exact same thing. Weir was eventually convicted of

0:29:22.280 --> 0:29:29.400
<v Speaker 1>perpetrating incest and adultery and sentenced to death. Unlike her brother, Jean,

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<v Speaker 1>was not only accused of incest but also sorcery and witchcraft. However,

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<v Speaker 1>it was only for the crime of incest, for which

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<v Speaker 1>she was deemed to have been an equal party two,

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<v Speaker 1>that she was convicted. She too, was sentenced to death.

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<v Speaker 1>On Monday, April eleventh, Major Thomas Weir, too old and

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<v Speaker 1>infirmed to walk himself, was dragged on a sled to

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<v Speaker 1>Greenside in Leith, a town just north of Edinburgh. There,

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<v Speaker 1>he was tied against a post and had a rope

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<v Speaker 1>placed around his neck, which was gradually tightened by the executioner.

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<v Speaker 1>As the rope bit into his throat, Weir's bodies squirmed

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<v Speaker 1>underneath as his face went purple, Saliva foamed at his mouth,

0:30:24.360 --> 0:30:29.320
<v Speaker 1>and he evacuated his boughs. When he was finally stilled,

0:30:29.880 --> 0:30:33.360
<v Speaker 1>Weir and the post he was tied to was set

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<v Speaker 1>on fire. Then the staff was tossed onto the flames.

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<v Speaker 1>The crowd shrieked at the sight of it, as it

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<v Speaker 1>seemed to writhe and twist in the fire, as though

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<v Speaker 1>something alive inside it were trying to escape. All of

0:30:50.320 --> 0:30:55.240
<v Speaker 1>a sudden, screams rang out from within the flames. Thomas

0:30:55.320 --> 0:31:01.040
<v Speaker 1>Weir was still alive, and then all went quiet, save

0:31:01.200 --> 0:31:12.360
<v Speaker 1>for the spit and crackle of burning flesh. When Jean

0:31:12.480 --> 0:31:16.040
<v Speaker 1>Weir was informed of her brother's death, she at first

0:31:16.160 --> 0:31:20.080
<v Speaker 1>refused to believe it. When she was finally convinced that

0:31:20.120 --> 0:31:23.360
<v Speaker 1>both he and his staff had been destroyed, she is

0:31:23.360 --> 0:31:27.040
<v Speaker 1>said to have become enraged, shouting, I know he is

0:31:27.080 --> 0:31:31.960
<v Speaker 1>with the devils, for with them he lived. For her

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<v Speaker 1>own execution, which took place on April twelfth, sixteen seventy

0:31:37.240 --> 0:31:40.720
<v Speaker 1>jean was led down to the grass market, barely a

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<v Speaker 1>stone's throw from her home, where she was greeted by

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<v Speaker 1>a large and vicious crowd, eager to see her hang

0:31:47.840 --> 0:31:51.719
<v Speaker 1>for her so called crimes. As she made her way

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<v Speaker 1>up the ladder to the gallows, she stopped suddenly and

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<v Speaker 1>began hurriedly to take off her clothes, much to the

0:31:59.720 --> 0:32:04.440
<v Speaker 1>shot of all who had gathered there. At once. The

0:32:04.520 --> 0:32:07.880
<v Speaker 1>executioner was ordered by the law men to put her

0:32:07.920 --> 0:32:11.440
<v Speaker 1>clothes back on, angered by what they saw as the

0:32:11.560 --> 0:32:17.960
<v Speaker 1>indecency of her naked body, but Jeanne pushed the executioner away,

0:32:18.000 --> 0:32:21.280
<v Speaker 1>punching him hard in the face before he was finally

0:32:21.320 --> 0:32:24.479
<v Speaker 1>able to subdue her and put her clothes back on,

0:32:25.480 --> 0:32:29.280
<v Speaker 1>after which she was hauled onto a stool and had

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<v Speaker 1>the noose placed around her neck. It was a final

0:32:34.040 --> 0:32:38.560
<v Speaker 1>act of defiance, perhaps from someone who, after a lifetime

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<v Speaker 1>of abuse and being made to feel ashamed of her

0:32:41.720 --> 0:32:46.680
<v Speaker 1>own body, wanted to display it finally without shame and

0:32:46.840 --> 0:32:51.400
<v Speaker 1>on her own terms. And then the stool was kicked

0:32:51.680 --> 0:32:56.360
<v Speaker 1>from under her feet. It is said that so fearful

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<v Speaker 1>were people of what had transpired inside the weirs that

0:33:00.760 --> 0:33:04.920
<v Speaker 1>it lay empty for over a hundred years, all the while,

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<v Speaker 1>strange shapes could be seen flitting about behind its broken

0:33:09.440 --> 0:33:13.400
<v Speaker 1>window panes, and the ghostly sound of Gene Weir's spinning

0:33:13.400 --> 0:33:17.800
<v Speaker 1>wheel creaking and whirring could be heard echoing through the

0:33:17.840 --> 0:33:23.120
<v Speaker 1>courtyard below it. In eighteen seventy eight, the house was

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<v Speaker 1>demolished entirely, as the upper part of West Bow was

0:33:27.280 --> 0:33:30.680
<v Speaker 1>effectively removed and the rest of the road joined on

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<v Speaker 1>to what is now Victoria Street. Some say, if you

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<v Speaker 1>ever find yourself walking through West Bow in the early

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<v Speaker 1>hours just before dawn, the thundering of hoofs can sometimes

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<v Speaker 1>be heard, followed by the appearance of a fiery coach

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<v Speaker 1>pulled by six black horses, and if you are brave

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<v Speaker 1>enough to look, you might just catch a glimpse of

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