The Continental Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 2, February, 1862: Devoted To Literature And National PolicyVarious
History
The Continental Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 2, February, 1862: Devoted To Literature And National Policy
Various
Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; United States -- Politics and government -- 19th century -- Periodicals
French, noble, Protestant origin, while at the same time they are united
by patriotic affection to their newly adopted country.
This rapid chapter of the expulsion of the 'Huguenots,' or
'Protestants,' or 'Refugees,' from their native land, with their
settlement in England and Holland, seem necessary for a better
understanding of our subject. Thence, they emigrated to America, and it
is our object to collect something concerning their origin and
descendants among us. The Huguenots of America is a volume which still
remains fully and correctly to be written. This is a period when
increased attention and study are directed to historical subjects, and
we gladly will contribute what mite we may possess to the important
object.
* * * * *
THE BLACK WITCH.
'A witch,' according to my nurse's account, 'must be a haggard old
woman, living in a little rotten cottage under a hill by a wood-side,
and must be frequently spinning by the door; she must have a black cat,
two or three broom-sticks, and must be herself of so dry a nature, that
if you fling her into a river she will not sink: so hard then is her
fate, that, if she is to undergo the trial, if she does not drown she
must be burnt, as many have been within the memory of man.'
ROUND ABOUT OUR COAL FIRE.
In a bustling New England village there lived, not many years ago, a
poor, infirm, deformed little old woman, who was known to the
middle-aged people living there and thereabout as 'Aunt Hannah.' The
younger members of the little community had added another and very
odious title to the 'Aunt'--they called her 'Aunt Hannah, the Black
Witch.' Not that she was of negro blood. Her pale, pinched and patient
face was white as the face of a corpse; so, also, was her thin hair,
combed smoothly down under the plain cap she always wore. Very white
indeed she was, as to face, and hair, and cap, but otherwise she was all
and always black, especially so as regarded an ugly pair of gloves,
which were never removed from her hands, so far as the youngsters were
aware, and which added to the fearfully mysterious aspect of those
members. Exactly what they covered, the children never knew, but they
saw that one hideous glove enclosed something like a gigantic, withered
bird's claw, while within the other there musts have been a repulsive
and horrid knob, without proper form, and lacking any remotest attempt
at thumb and fingers.
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