The curse of YigLovecraft, H. P. (Howard Phillips)
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The curse of Yig
Lovecraft, H. P. (Howard Phillips)
Horror tales; Oklahoma -- Fiction; Short stories
Footsteps at that instant proved her fear well founded. A second more,
and Walker had seen everything. Audrey made a move to catch him if
he should faint, but he did no more than sway. Then the look of pure
fright on his bloodless face turned slowly to something like mingled
awe and anger, and he began to upbraid his wife in trembling tones.
"Gawd's sake, Aud, but why'd ye go for to do that? Hain't ye heerd all
the things they've ben tellin' about this snake-devil Yig? Ye'd ought
to a told me, and we'd a moved on. Don't ye know they's a devil-god
what gets even if ye hurts his children? What for d'ye think the Injuns
all dances and beats their drums in the fall about? This land's under a
curse, I tell ye--nigh every soul we've a-talked to sence we come in's
said the same. Yig rules here, an' he comes out every fall for to git
his victims and turn 'em into snakes. Why, Aud, they won't none of them
Injuns acrost the Canayjin kill a snake for love nor money!
"Gawd knows what ye done to yourself, gal, a-stompin' out a hull brood
o' Yig's chillen. He'll git ye, sure, sooner er later, unlessen I kin
buy a charm offen some o' the Injun medicine-men. He'll git ye, Aud, as
sure's they's a Gawd in heaven--he'll come outa the night and turn ye
into a crawlin' spotted snake!"
All the rest of the journey Walker kept up the frightened reproofs
and prophecies. They crossed the Canadian near Newcastle, and soon
afterward met with the first of the real plains Indians they had
seen--a party of blanketed Wichitas, whose leader talked freely
under the spell of the whisky offered him, and taught poor Walker a
long-winded protective charm against Yig in exchange for a quart bottle
of the same inspiring fluid. By the end of the week the chosen site in
the Wichita country was reached, and the Davises made haste to trace
their boundaries and perform the spring plowing before even beginning
the construction of a cabin.
The region was flat, drearily windy, and sparse of natural vegetation,
but promised great fertility under cultivation. Occasional outcroppings
of granite diversified a soil of decomposed red sandstone, and here
and there a great flat rock would stretch along the surface of the
ground like a man-made floor. There seemed to be very few snakes, or
possible dens for them, so Audrey at last persuaded Walker to build the
one-room cabin over a vast, smooth slab of exposed stone. With such
a flooring and with a good-sized fireplace the wettest weather might
be defied--though it soon became evident that dampness was no salient
quality of the district. Logs were hauled in the wagon from the nearest
belt of woods, many miles toward the Wichita Mountains.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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