Ann Petry

Tituba of Salem Village

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Young readers “will be carried along by the sheer excitement of the story” of 17th-century slavery and witchcraft by the million-copy selling author (The New York Times).
In 1688, Tituba and her husband, John, are sold to a Boston minister and sent to the strange world of Salem, Massachusetts. Rumors about witches are spreading like wildfire throughout the state, filling the heads of Salem’s superstitious, God-fearing residents. When the reverend’s suggestible young daughter, Betsey, starts having fits, the townsfolk declare it to be the devil’s work. Suspicion falls on Tituba, who can read fortunes and spin flax into thread so fine it seems like magic.
When suspicion turns to hatred, Tituba finds herself in grave danger. Will she be judged guilty of witchcraft and hanged? Loosely based on accounts of the period and trial transcripts, Ann Petry’s compelling historical novel draws readers into the hysteria of America’s deadly witch hunts.
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247 printed pages
Original publication
2015
Publication year
2015
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  • Anahas quoted7 months ago
    In spite of John’s protests, he baptized them and wrote their names down in the back of the ship’s Bible and the date, November 10, 1688. Then he wanted to know if they were married.

    John said, “Yes, master. We were married in Mistress Susanna Endicott’s church in Bridgetown. Ten years ago. She belongs to the Church of England and so do we—at least we did.”

    The master said he was certain it wasn’t a proper marriage service. He beckoned to them to come outside with him. He married them again while they stood on the deck in the hot sun.
  • Anahas quoted7 months ago
    “You have to have a last name. You’re from Barbados, and it’s part of the West Indies—so—well—your last name will be Indian. John Indian and Tituba Indian.”
  • Anahas quoted7 months ago
    “You weren’t paying attention.”

    “No, master,” she said calmly. “This is not our religion.”

    He said, “You’re not Christians?”

    “Yes, master. We are Christians, but we have our own religion—we belong to the Church of England.”

    “This will never do, never do,” he said. “Heathens—heathens—come along.”

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