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Croft’s eldest son, Edward, was put on his trial in 1589 onthe curious charge of having contrived the death of the earlof Leicester by witchcraft, in revenge for the earl’s supposedhostility to Sir James Croft. Edward Croft was father of SirHerbert Croft (d. 1622), who became a Roman Catholic andwrote several controversial pieces in defence of that faith. Hisson Herbert Croft (1603-1691), bishop of Hereford, after beingfor some time, like his father, a member of the Roman church,returned to the church of England about 1630, and about tenyears later was chaplain to Charles I., and obtained within afew years a prebend’s stall at Worcester, a canonry of Windsor,and the deanery of Hereford, all of which preferments he lostduring the Civil War and Commonwealth. By Charles II. hewas made bishop of Hereford in 1661. Bishop Croft was theauthor of many books and pamphlets, several of them againstthe Roman Catholics; and one of his works, entitled (London, 1675),was very celebrated in its day, and gave rise to prolongedcontroversy. The bishop died in 1691. His son Herbert wascreated a baronet in 1671, and was the ancestor of Sir HerbertCroft (), the 18th century writer.

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"Well, the woman came in to me, frightened, and told me. She began to cry. 'Whist, you fool?' says I; 'tis all for the better.' 'Twas true for me. What do you think, ma'am; the goat that I gave your mother, that was seen feeding at sunrise that morning by Jack Cronin, as merry as a bee, dropped down dead without anybody knowing why, before Jack's face; and at that very moment he saw two pigeons fly from the top of the house out of the town, towards the Lismore road. 'Twas at the same time my woman saw them, as I just told you."


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"Bad luck to the sich a set ever was seen together in this world, or will again, I suppose. The worst, however, wasn't come yet, for jist as they were in the very heat an' fury of the dance, what do you think comes hoppin' in among them but another pudden, as nimble an' merry as the first! That was enough; they all had heard of—the ministhers among the rest—an' most o' them had seen the other pudden, and knew that there must be a fairy in it, sure enough. Well, as I said, in it comes to the thick o' them; but the very appearance of it was enough. Off the three clargy danced, and off the whole weddiners danced afther them, every one makin' the best of their way home; but not a sowl of them able to break out of the step, if they were to be hanged for it. Throth it wouldn't lave a laugh in you to see the parson dancin' down the road on his way home, and the ministher and Methodist praicher cuttin' the buckle as they went along in the opposite direction. To make short work of it, they all danced home at last, wid scarce a puff of wind in them; the bride and bridegroom danced away to bed; an' now, boys, come an' let us dance the in the barn 'idout. But you see, boys, before we go, an' in ordher that I may make everything plain, I had as good tell you that Harry, in crossing the bridge of Ballyboulteen, a couple of miles below Squire Bragshaw's demense-wall, saw the pudden floatin' down the river—the truth is he was waitin' for it; but be this as it may, he took it out, for the wather had made it as clane as a new pin, and tuckin' it up in the tail of his big coat, contrived, as you all guess, I suppose, to change it while Paddy Scanlan an' the wife were examinin' the sky; an' for the other, he contrived to bewitch it in the same manner, by gettin' a fairy to go into it, for, indeed, it was purty well known that the same Harry was hand an' glove wid the . Others will tell you that it was half a pound of quicksilver he put into it; but that doesn't stand to raison. At any rate, boys, I have tould you the adventures of the Mad Pudden of Ballyboulteen; but I don't wish to tell you many other things about it that happened—."