He pushed imaginary weights from off his breast.
He cried, "Take them away! Pray, take them away!" until the whole company were very much affected; and even the magistrates were greatly astounded.
Dr.Griggs loosened his collar and unbuttoned his doublet, and had water brought to sprinkle his face keeping up a running fire of words at the same time, to the effect that he knew, and had said, as least a month before, that Master Raymond had an "evil hand" upon him.
"Who is it hurts you ?" at length asked credulous Squire Hathorne.
"See, there is the yellow bird!" cried the young man, staring into vacancy.

"He is coming to peck my eyes out! Kill it! kill it!" dashing his hands out from his face violently.

"Has no one a sword--pray do try to kill it!" Here an impetuous young villager, standing by, drew his rapier, and stabbed violently in the direction of the supposed spectral bird.
"Oh! Oh! You almost killed it! See, there are some of its feathers!" And three yellow feathers were seen floating in the air; being small chicken feathers with which he had been provided that very morning by Uncle Robie, the jailer; and which the adroit Master Raymond rightly thought would have a prodigious effect.
And the result was fully equal to his expectations.

From that moment, it was evident that he had all the beholders with him; and Squire Hathorne, disposed as he had been to condemn him almost without a hearing, was completely staggered.

He had the feathers from the "yellow bird" carefully placed upon his desk, with the purpose of transmitting them at once to Master Cotton Mather who, with these palpable proofs of the reality of the spectral appearance would be able utterly to demolish all the skeptical unbelievers.
Finding that such an effect had been produced, Master Raymond allowed himself to regain his composure somewhat.
"Mistress Ann Putnam, who is one of the two complainants, unaccountably is not here," said Squire Hathorne.