Strange and wonderful News from Northamptonshire, OR, The discontented Spirit.  
Being a true Relation of a Spirit that Appeared to one Richard Clerk of Hinnington in Northamptonshire, That had been Murdered, 267 years and odd days, he was seen several times about Richard Clerks yard: and at last he coming from turning his Malt, the spirit met him at the door and shoved him into the Orchard, and there spoke to him, Saying that he must go to London, and so to Southwark to be his Messenger, and he would be his guide to go with him, (which the said Clerk did) and what he saw, is expressed in this following Ditty.  
The Tune is, Summer time.  
 
 


GOod people all pray listen well,  
i'll here lay open to your view,  
A Song most wonderful and strange,  
and it is known for to be true.   

You have heard of spirits for to walk,  
though many be, you He'r did see,  
And with some men do seem to talk  
about their hidden treasury.   

As by this story very strange,  
the which to you I shall declare;  
Of Richard Clark of Hinnington,  
a town that's in Northamptonshire.   

This man a Farmer is, 'tis known,  
and well beloved of his neighbours by;  
Although he lives not on his own,  
yet he doth live sufficiently.   

About that house where he did dwell,  
a spirit did appear also,  
Which did amaze him very much,  
for it was murdered long ago.   

The spirit much amazement bred,  
as it did walk too and again,  
His cattle it much troubled,  
because it could not speak with him.   

For when he walked the Yard i'th' night,  
either was untied his shoe or hose;  
Or else unbutoned it had no power,  
what it walked for for to disclose.   

But it finding an opportunity,  
one night he turned his malt o'th' flower,  
To's house he went most speedily,  
but it did meet him at the Door.    

The second part, to the same tune▪  

INto the Orchard it him shove,  
in the name of Jesus Christ, said he,  
Crying out, was much amazed  
whither wilt thou shove me.   

Be not afraid, the spirit said,  
no harm shall come to thee at all,  
But to thee I must declare my mind  
and look thou dost fulfil it all.   

Two hundred sixty and seven years  
since a servant man there did him slay▪  
But conjured down it now appears  
as the spirit unto him did say.   

I was a man the which was killed  
two hundred sixty seven years ago,  
By a servant man that dwelled here  
for that I had the truth is so.   

He also did cut off my head,  
and wounded me very sore,  
And in this place me buried  
what could he against me a done more.   

Then after was I conjured down  
for so many years as I tell thee;  
But now my time is expired,  
and thou my messenger must be.   

Prepare and go thy ways (said he)  
to Southwark I'll be thy guide;  
To such a house to set things straight,  
which I so long ago did bide.   

And in a cellar thou shalt find  
some money and some Whiting too,  
To the right owner thou shalt them give,  
I'll be with thee the place to show.   

So go thy ways unto thy house,  
and mark these words that are so plain:  
Be sure you perform all what I say,  
but do not you look back again.   

So he to London went with speed,  
and on his Journey made no stay,  
Much like a man of forty years,  
the spirit met him by the way.   

And smiling unto him it said:  
what on thy Journey thou dost go:  
And upon London-bridge ag●in  
the spirit met him there also.   

And to the house in Southwark  
the spirit it did him convey:  
And was his guide to go with him▪  
and would not let him make no stay.   

But when he came unto the house  
he declared the thing in solemn wise▪  
And when the Women was sent for,  
the tears did trickle from their eyes.   

Then intoth' cellar he did go  
and digged not above two foot i th' ground  
Whereas the spirit did him show,  
and there the money straight he found.   

In a brass pan this Money was,  
and the writings in the same did lie:  
But the papers did crumble away  
so that they could not them descry.   

But the Parchment it was safe & sound,  
the which did signify some Land:  
But the money was so eaten with rust,  
the same they could not understand.   

So the money and the writings too  
to this poor woman he did give:  
Who from that Relation did spring out,  
who at his hand did it receive:   

The spirit stood by all the while  
and gave him directions what to do,  
That he should no ways her beguile  
the which the same belonged unto.   

And when its mind he had fulfilled  
the spirit vanished away  
Unto the place from whence it came,  
and seen no more unto this day.   

Thus friends and neighbours you do see,  
that wilful murder will come out,  
Though it be do●e no'r so long ago▪  
yet time and years will bring it about▪   

Therefore lets fear the Lord on ligh,  
that we may be of the flock which Christ hath,  
And then we need not fear to die,  
our souls no doubt will be at rest.   

So to conclude what here is p●nd▪  
and is laid open to your view,  
Although it be a story strange,  
yet hundreds knows it to be true.     

Printed for R. Burton, and are to be sold by W. Whitwood, in Ducklane.