season that none shall happen to die of the infection within that time, that then the said payment shall cease.

SUFFOLK sustained, in the days of Wizards and Witches, an odious and fearful reputation in the crime of witchcraft. There is scarcely a town or village in the county but had its professor, of, and its victims to the black art. In Ipswich lived a celebrated witch named Lakeland.

The following Confession is appended to a very RARE and UNIQUE TRACT.

"The Confession of Mother Lakeland, of Ipswich, who was arraigned and condemned for a Witch, and suffered death by burning, at Ipswich, in Suffolk, on Tuesday, the 9th of September, 1645.

"The said Mother Lakeland, hath been a Professour of Religion a constant hearer of the Word for these many years, and yet a Witch, (as she confessed) for the space of near twenty years. The Devil came to her first between sleeping and waking, and spake to her in a hollow voyce telling her, that if she would serve him she should want nothing. After often solicitation, she consented to him; then he stroke his claw (as she confessed) into her hand, and with her blood wrote the covenants. (Now the subtilty of Sathan is to be observed, in that he did not presse her to deny God and Christ, as he useth to do others; because she was a Professour, and might have lost all his hold by pressing her too far.) Then he furnished her with three Imps, two little Dogs, and a Mole (as she confessed), which she imployed in her services. Her husband she bewitched (as she confessed) whereby he lay in great misery for a time, and at last dyed. Then she sent one of her Dogs to Mr. Lawrence, in Ipswich, to torment him and take away his life; she sent one of them also to his Child, to torment it, and take away the life of it, which was done upon them both; and all this (as she confessed) was, because he asked her for 12s. that she owed him and for no other

cause.

"She further confessed, that she sent her Mole to a Maid of one Mrs. Jennings, in Ipswich, to torment her, and take away her life, which was done accordingly: and this for no other cause but for that the said Maid would not lend her a needle that she desired to borrow of her, and was earnest with her for a shilling, she owed the said Maid.

"Then she further confessed, she sent one of her Imps to one Mr. Beale, in Ipswich, who had formerly been a Suitor to her Grandchild; and because he would not have her, she sent and burned a new ship (that had never been at sea) that he was to go Master of; and sent also to torment him and take away his life; but he is yet living, but in very great misery, and as it is verily conceived by the Doctors and Chirurgeons, that have him in hand, that he consumes and rots, and that half of his body is rotten upon him as he is living.

"Severall other things she did, for all which she was by Law condemned to die, and in particular to be burned to death, be. cause she was the death of her husband (as she confessed); which death she suffered accordingly.

"But since her death, there is one thing that very remarkable, and to be taken notice of: That upon the very day that she was burned, a bunch of flesh, something after the form of a Dog, that grew upon the thigh of the said Mr. Beale, ever since the time that she first sent her Imp to him, being very hard, but could never be made to break by all the means that could be used; brake of itself, without any means using: And another sore, that at the same time she sent her Imp to him, rose upon the side of his belly, in the form of a Fistula, which ran and could not be braked for all the means that could be used, presently also began to heale, and there is great hopes that he will suddenly recover again, for his sores heal apace, and he doth recover his strength. He was in this misery for the space of a yeare and a halfe, and was forced to go with his head and his knees together, his misery was so great."

THE chief object, and the greatest attraction connected with Ipswich, is the River Orwell. This is a wide estuary of the sea, which enters the land between the point on which Landguard Fort is erected on the east, and that on which stands Harwich on the west. The banks of this majestic stream are clothed with beauty. Woods, hanging to the waters edge-sweeping lawns— tower crowned hills-and mansions of princely splendour-track its course. Poets have sung praises to the River Orwell, and we cannot do better in this slight notice of its existence than echo the words of one, who dwelling near its banks, has poured forth his soul upon its charms.

The bolder charms of savage scenery may,
Auspiciously beheld, demand delight;
Enforcing admiration, and delay,

Thy softer charms more willingly invite;
But though the former fill the roving sight
With mute astonishment; yet soon it grows
Sated with wonder, and, bewildered quite,.

Longs for some scene on which it may repose,
Such scenes as thy sweet Banks so lavishly disclose.

Nor was the distant Scenery aught surpassed
By nearer objects; there, expanding wide,
And by unclouded sunshine brightly glassed,
Flow'd Orwell! thy serenely rippling tide;
Hemm'd in by hilly slopes on every side,
Whose tufted Woods upon its margin break;

It more resembled, as by us descried,

Some quietly reposing Inland Lake

Than Ocean's briny branch, which ebb and flow o'ertake. (Barton's "Days in Autumn.")

Although it forms no part of the object of the present work to descend to modern times, yet we cannot avoid noticing that the town of Ipswich, has kept pace with the march of improvement of our own day. Some of her old and crooked alleys, have been modernized and reduced to a right line. New streets have been erected on the most approved principles of street manufacturing science. The ancient river has not escaped the hand of change which turns all things from a burdensome to an useful course. A wet dock of metropolitan dimensions, is

in progress of construction at its head. A new church has been built and endowed by private munificence, and a county court for the holding of Assize and Sessions-in which the Judge and Chairman sit under a gorgeous canopy, like Monarchs upon a throne, has been just completed, adding as much to the architectural beauty of the town as it does to the convenience of County Magistrates.

RENDLESHAM.

Ar Rendlesham in this County, it is recorded that Redwald, a King of the East Angles, built a magnificent palace for the residence of himself and court, and occupied the building as his seat of Government. The place where once stood this ancient building is near the spot now occupied by Rendlesham House, the seat of the present Lord Rendlesham. The history of Redwald informs us, that he conformed to the Christian faith, which had been preached extensively in Suffolk, by the early Christian fathers, and became most devotedly attached to the religion newly introduced into the British Islands; but at the earnest and pressing solicitation of his wife, who unfortunately was a pagan of the worst character, he renounced the creed he had believed and embraced, and kept in the edifice appointed for ministration of the forms of the Christian religion, an altar to the living, and an altar to a false God. The venerable Bede quaintly expresses this circumstance, by saying, that Redwald 66 kept in the self-same church, one altar for the religion of Christ, and another little altar for the sacrifices of devils." Upon this spot Cedda, an ancient bishop, baptised one Suidhelmus, a monarch of the Anglians, in the Christian faith.

Near this place, the crown of Redwald, is thought to have been discovered. It appears that some workmen who were employed in digging, found half a century since, a crown or circlet