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<23 March 1917,> |

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A week or two ago "Vigilant" was under the painful | necessity of referring to the statesmen of Europe as a | pack of were-wolves. Unfortunately the typo, | (Beelzebub pursue him), set it up as "war wolves", | which goes to show that his education in unnatural | history has been sadly neglected.

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A were wolf is a man or woman who has, by means of | dealings with agents of the Prince of Darkness, | acquired the privilege of changing himself into a wolf | by night. Sometimes the change is effected as a result | of a spell cast upon the victim by a witch. In that | case the unfortunate resumes his human form after | seven years but only on condition that, while in | animal shape, he does not take human blood. The proper | course to pursue, should one be attacked by a were-wolf, | is to shoot it with a silver bullet; mere lead | is useless. The injury thus effected will be borne by | the evil being in its human form, and thus its | identity can be discovered. Were-wolves are positively | known to infest every corner of the earth, despite the | denials of sceptical people. The wretched creatures | have frequently been brought to justice, and convicted | on the most unimpeachable evidence. Indeed, were | anyone bold enough to speak the least word in favor of | the suspect, that alone would condemn the witness as a | warlock or witch.

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Of course, the more orthodox witches are far more | mischievous than even the terrible were-wolf. Their | tearful misdeeds form the basis of many of the stories | of W. H. Ainsworth, and particularly of his | "Lancashire | Witches." The scene is laid in Lancashire, at | the time of James I, a monarch who was thoroughly | imbued with a wholesome sense of the duty of temporal | rulers with regard to the extermination of witches. | Not only the king, but his advisers, and the whole | country, including the administrators of justice, are | represented by the author as firmly believing, on the | frailest evidence, the black charges brought against a | handful of wretched old women. One old dame is accused | of afflicting the whole population, human and brute, | of a village with a dreadful plague. Another was | alleged to have caused the removal of certain | on an estate. As | the marks, etc, included a river, a forest, and a | gigantic granite mountain, the enormity of the lady's | offence can be realised. The tale is told in a matter | of fact style which impresses one deeply with the | 'depth' of the convictions of the people of Europe, | until very recent times, upon these subjects. In fact, | an elderly lady of this writer's acquaintance informs | him that the belief was still unshaken in her youth, | which was spent in Lancashire. Even the very tales | that Ainsworth tells were implicitly believed at as | late a period as 1870, by, probably, the majority of | the population.

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Apart from writers of tales to amuse (such as | Ainsworth), the literature of magic includes some more | serious efforts. The classic upon the subject is, of | course, Fraser's | "Golden Bough" , but this enormous work, | which is in fact, an encyclopedia of magic and | religion is, unfortunately, beyond the purses of most | of us. It consists of several large volumes and sets | out to inform the reader of the notions of magical | rites, and the religious ideas and ceremonies of | ancient and modern times.

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The quality of the information may be guessed at | when it is stated that the author received the honor | of knighthood in token of his services to the cause of | enlightenment.

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But another work ~~ a veritable masterpiece in its | way - is Mark Twain's | "Joan of Arc." No doubt many of us have | laughed at Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn, especially | at their naive notions about ghosts and magic. But in | "Joan of | Arc" <title> the kindly Mark Twain more often plays | upon emotions likely rather to be expressed in tears | than in laughter. He paints beautiful pictures of Joan | and her young companions playing round the fairy tree | <mdash>-</mdash> of Joan's belief in fairies | <mdash>-</mdash> of her defence of them to the kindly Cure, | who declares that they are wicked little imps | <mdash>-</mdash> and of her eventual conviction for | witchcraft, partly on account of this same childish | belief. His reconstruction of the trial of Joan, when | the poor child outwitted the quibblings of the | shrewdest lawyers of Rouen and Paris, shows Mark Twain | at his very best. This book should be far better known | that it is, for despite his rare gift of humor, Samuel | Clemens (to call the author by his true name) had a | message to deliver, which glimmers through his less | serious works, but was only definitely stated in | <title rend="PRE lsquo POST rsquo"> "What is | Man?" an essay, in dialogue form, published | after his death. Its resemblance to Blatchford's | "Not Guilty ~~ a | Defence of the Bottom Dog," is generally | remarked.

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Delving thus into the superstitions of the past has | more than a recreative purpose. At least one lesson to | be learned is the value of toleration of the views of | others. When we realise that the brightest intellects | of the Middle Age firmly believed in witchcraft | - even including religious innovators | like Luther and Calvin, who might reasonably be | expected to have thought sufficiently to escape from | such gross absurdities, we can understand the fearful | toll of innocent blood that was shed in religious wars | and persecutions. In connection with the belief in | witchcraft alone it has been estimated that no less | than ten million persons were burned alive during the | Dark Ages and indeed, even as late as the threshold of | the Nineteenth Century.

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Fortunately we live today in a happier world but it | cannot be said that we have completely shaken off the | curse of intolerance as recent happenings in Perth | bear ample witness. That alone should justify the | writer in following the example of Luther, who | declared that he once flung his inkpot at the | devil.