Tudor Jenks

Tudor Jenks

Summary

Portrait of Tudor Jenks Tudor Jenks,  Imaginotions (1894)

“ Then my ruler and I were left with the wizard.
"It has come to my ear," spake Batta, "that you live in a darksome cave beneath the hill that is before the sun, and work witchcraft, catching away my people's souls with thy black box. What say you, O Wizard?"
The wizard smiled, but his lips were of the color of sand.
"O Batta," thus spake he, "I am but a poor man. I gather simples, herbs in the woods. I do cook them over the burning of sticks and of the black-stone-which-burns-long. Thus do I extract their strength, and therewith do that which to common men seems strange."
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Portrait of Tudor Jenks Tudor Jenks,  Imaginotions (1894)

“ What of the box—the soul-catcher?"
"It is but a picture-box," said the wizard. "It is curiously wrought, and will do in a winking of your royal eyelid more than a cunning worker in paint can do from dawn to dark."
"But," again spoke Batta, "that is witchcraft."
"Nay, great ruler," replied the wizard, " it is no witchcraft, and it harms no one."
"I fear me," said the ruler, making as he spoke a sniffing' with his nose, "that there is the smell of enchantment about thee."
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Portrait of Tudor Jenks Tudor Jenks,  Imaginotions (1894)

“ There was a little light burning there, but the wizard did forthwith blow it out with the breath of his mouth, and did with a flint enkindle another light—a horrible light, the color of the crimson at sunset. Even yet with eyes shut I can see that witch-glow. There in the redness did he open his box, draw forth a strange contrivance from which came a flat, light-colored shell, four-cornered, and thin like scraped horn. This was dropped into an earthen dish which held some most ill-smelling compound. ”
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