The Market Rasen Witch - Lincolnshire Folklore

upon the Rase a troublesome crone who meddled in the Rasen folk for she a witch! a witch! their slant and well she laid upon a cow a cursied blight a cursied spell and lo would not this neighbour’s cow go to the milking parlour so this neighbour’s daughter fraught and fair to seek a wise man, she that hour left in haste to hear of words and met with him though quite by chance for he appeared to her when needed invited in somewhat expected and knew did he of her unrest as heating in the fireplace a red hot poker readying and stoked, enflamed the fire roared and from by the Rase the witch was heard to scream and cry you see now in her weakened state another troubled Rasener took heed upon the lowered crone and struck her hand with a blade had he and brought to her all of her eves that drew the blood of taintedness and scream once more then again made three no more trouble will she cause said the wiseman confidently and the witch skulked away her powers lost made free were then the Rasen folk and the cow went in to give them milk