The Humbugs of the World: An Account of Humbugs, Delusions, Impositions, Quackeries, Deceits and Deceivers Generally, in All AgesBarnum, P. T. (Phineas Taylor)
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The Humbugs of the World: An Account of Humbugs, Delusions, Impositions, Quackeries, Deceits and Deceivers Generally, in All Ages
Barnum, P. T. (Phineas Taylor)
Impostors and imposture
Witchcraft is one of the most baseless, absurd, disgusting and silly of
all the humbugs. And it is not a dead humbug either; it is alive, busily
exercised by knaves and believed by fools all over the world. Witches
and wizards operate and prosper among the Hottentots and negroes and
barbarous Indians, among the Siberians and Kirgishes and Lapps, of
course. Everybody knows _that_--they are poor ignorant creatures! Yes:
but are the French and Germans and English and Americans poor ignorant
creatures too? They are, if the belief and practice of witchcraft among
them is any test; for in all those countries there are witches. I take
up one of the New York City dailies of this very morning, and find in it
the advertisements of seven Witches. In 1858, there were in full blast
in New York and Brooklyn sixteen witches and two wizards. One of these
wizards was a black man; a very proper style of person to deal with the
black art.
Witch means, a woman who practices sorcery under an agreement with the
devil, who helps her. Before the Christian era, the Jewish witch was a
mere diviner or at most a raiser of the dead, and the Gentile witch was
a poisoner, a maker of philtres or love potions, and a vulgar sort of
magician. The devil part of the business did not begin until a good
while after Christ. During the last century or so, again, while
witchcraft has been extensively believed in, the witch has degenerated
into a very vulgar and poverty stricken sort of conjuring woman. Take
our New York city witches, for instance. They live in cheap and dirty
streets that smell bad; their houses are in the same style, infected
with a strong odor of cabbage, onions, washing-day, old dinners, and
other merely sublunary smells. Their rooms are very ill furnished, and
often beset with wash-tubs, swill-pails, mops and soiled clothes; their
personal appearance is commonly unclean, homely, vulgar, coarse, and
ignorant, and often rummy. Their fee is a quarter or half of a dollar.
Sometimes a dollar. Their divination is worked by cutting and dealing
cards or studying the palm of your hand. And the things which they tell
you are the most silly and shallow babble in the world; a mess of
phrases worn out over and over again. Here is a specimen, as gabbled to
the customer over a pack of cards laid out on the table; anybody can do
the like: "You face a misfortune. I think it will come upon you within
three weeks, but it may not. A dark complexioned man faces your
life-card. He is plotting against you, and you must beware of him. Your
marriage-card faces two young women, one fair and the other dark. One
you will have, and the other you will not. I think you will have the
fair one. She favors the dark complexioned man, which means trouble. You
face money, but you must earn it. There is a good deal, but you may not
get much of it" etc., etc. These words are exactly the sort of stuff
that is sold by the witches of to-day. But the greatest witch humbug of
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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