Jane Seton; or, The King's Advocate: A Scottish Historical RomanceGrant, James
History
Jane Seton; or, The King's Advocate: A Scottish Historical Romance
Grant, James
Scotland -- History -- James V, 1513-1542 -- Fiction
"'Tis a great secret, and yet withal a simple one; for with it my
mother, the Lady Jane Gordon of Glenbucket (quhom God assoilzie),
made a whole man of her sister's son, the abbot of Pluscardine, who
hath now departed to the company of the saints. 'Tis the first egg
that a pullet hath laid (and mark, ye damsels, it must be laid upon a
Friday), beat up widdershins with the first dew of the morning, and
with thirteen drops of holy water, for ye ken there is a charm in
that number; and this simple, if taken as the first food for nine
successive mornings, would cure her. Gif it failed, there is one
other mode--by applying a stone called a _magnet_, of potent and
miraculous power, to the pit of the stomach, and repeating the word
_Abrodœtia_ three times; whilk failing, we must trust to God, for
then it can be no other than the demon _Archeus_, who, at times,
takes possession of the stomach, as the learned Paracelsus told
father St. Bernard, when he dwelt with him at the Scottish cloister
of Wurtzburg, in the year 1528."
"Mother of God!" exclaimed all the girls, looking at each other with
fear, for the countess's manner was so serious, and she quoted such
imposing names, that even Roland put his hand to his waist-belt, as
if to assure himself that there was no such tenant as the said
Archeus under it.
"I shall die with fear if ever I feel ill after this," said Sybil; "I
shall be sure to think I am possessed of a demon. Wouldst thou not,
cousin Archibald?"
"Mass!" replied the earl, "I would drown the demon in good wine, and
if that failed, should exorcise him in warm usquebaugh."
Roland could not restrain a sensation of uneasiness during this
conversation; for though deeply imbued with superstition, like every
man at that time, and as a soldier believing a little in suits of
charmed mail, that rendered the wearer invulnerable, he knew that the
vulgar regarded the countess (like the lady of Buccleugh in the next
age) with some terror for her abstruse knowledge; and at the present
crisis he had no wish, certainly, that this suspicion should be
increased.
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