Some strange goings-on in Henton. However, there appear to several places named Henton or Hinton, and we can’t be sure which one this was – or perhaps it didn’t really exist . . .!
“There is in the neighbourhood of Henton and its vicinity a population of about 200, and curious enough it is to hear the different tales of the people of the pranks played by this wonderful class of being. Some of the inhabitants sit up by night, three or four together, for several nights following. using some peculiar charm, instructed, they say, by the wise men of the west. There they sit praying to themselves, they must not hear each other speak, that the witch may not any longer have power to scratch the children, as they do by some invisible means; and about midnight they generally hear some terrible unearthly noises. One person has even attempted suicide under fear; some, they say are hag-ridden, other (sic) dream wonderful dreams, and have cramps, all of which are attributed to the same cause. One person asserts that she actually, at night, saw one of those wonderful beings come into her room three times.” – Sherbourne Journal. –
[Such is the condition of the West of England in the 19th centruy. Of course the People know nothing of Bishops and Clergy, and Bishops and Clergy know as little of the People! The fleece is the thing cared for, and not the flock.]
Stamford Mercury Archive, 28th September, 1849.
