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    The Sorcerers - Page 2

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    to do more than cast the mind into trance, and
    thereby bring it into the presence of the powers of day, twilight, and
    darkness.

    "But," he said, "we have seen them move the furniture hither and
    thither, and they go at our bidding, and help or harm people who know
    nothing of them." I am not giving the exact words, but as accurately as
    I can the substance of our talk.

    On the night arranged I turned up about eight, and found the leader
    sitting alone in almost total darkness in a small back room. He was
    dressed in a black gown, like an inquisitor's dress in an old drawing,
    that left nothing of him visible: except his eyes, which peered out
    through two small round holes. Upon the table in front of him was a
    brass dish of burning herbs, a large bowl, a skull covered with painted
    symbols, two crossed daggers, and certain implements shaped like quern
    stones, which were used to control the elemental powers in some fashion
    I did not discover. I also put on a black gown, and remember that it
    did not fit perfectly, and that it interfered with my movements
    considerably. The sorcerer then took a black cock out of a basket, and
    cut its throat with one of the daggers, letting the blood fall into the
    large bowl. He opened a book and began an invocation, which was
    certainly not English, and had a deep guttural sound. Before he had
    finished, another of the sorcerers, a man of about twenty-five, came
    in, and having put on a black gown also, seated himself at my left
    band. I had the invoker directly in front of me, and soon began to find
    his eyes, which glittered through the small holes in his hood,
    affecting me in a curious way. I struggled hard against their
    influence, and my head began to ache. The invocation continued, and
    nothing happened for the first few minutes. Then the invoker got up and
    extinguished the light in the hall, so that no glimmer might come
    through the slit under the door. There was now no light except from the
    herbs on the brass dish, and no sound except from the deep guttural
    murmur of the invocation.

    Presently the man at my left swayed himself about, and cried out, "O
    god! O god!" I asked him what ailed him, but he did not know he had

    spoken. A moment after he said he could see a great serpent moving
    about the room, and became considerably excited. I saw nothing with any
    definite shape, but thought that black clouds were forming about me. I
    felt I must fall into a trance if I did not struggle against it, and
    that the influence which was causing this trance was out of harmony
    with itself, in other words, evil. After a struggle I got rid of the
    black clouds, and was able to observe with my ordinary senses again.
    The two sorcerers now began to see black and
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