The secrets of black arts! : $b A key note to witchcraft, devination [sic], omens, forwarnings, apparitions, sorcery, dæmonology, dreams, predictions, visions, and the Devil's legacy to earth mortals, compacts with the Devil! With the most authentic history of Salem witchcraftAnonymous
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The secrets of black arts! : $b A key note to witchcraft, devination [sic], omens, forwarnings, apparitions, sorcery, dæmonology, dreams, predictions, visions, and the Devil's legacy to earth mortals, compacts with the Devil! With the most authentic history of Salem witchcraft
Anonymous
Occultism; Witchcraft
“At length it struck eleven, but still there was no
appearance of my dream being fulfilled. It struck a quarter—it
struck half-past eleven—and still there was no probability
of it. I had already given up all hope, when one of
the work-people unexpectedly came to me, and told me
to go up stairs immediately to the master-apothecary. I
went up full of expectation, and heard with the greatest
astonishment that I must go directly to Mr. Mylius, the
auctioneer, on the other side of the castle, and ask him if
he had disposed of the books at auction which had been
entrusted to him. He told me also, at the same time, to
return quickly, because he waited for an answer.
“Who could have made more despatch than I? I went
in haste to Mr. Mylius, the auctioneer, executed my commission,
and, then after receiving his answer, ran as
quickly as possible to the general lottery-office, on the
‘Hunters’ Bidge’; and, full of astonishment, I saw that
No. 60 was exhibited and called out the moment I arrived.
As my dream had been thus far so punctually fulfilled,
I was now willing to wait the end of it, although I had so
little time; I therefore wished for nothing so much as that
they would hasten with counting in the remaining numbers.
At length they finished. The eyes of the orphan-boy
were bound, as customary, and it is easy to conceive
the eagerness with which I awaited the final accomplishment
of my dream.
“The first number was drawn and called out, and behold,
it was No. 22! The second was drawn, and this was
also as I had dreamed, No. 60!
“It now occurred to me that I had already stayed
longer than my errand allowed; I therefore requested the
person who was next to me in the crowd to let me pass.
‘What,’ said one of them to me, ‘will you not wait till the
numbers are all out?’ ‘No,’ said I, ‘my numbers are
already out, and they may now draw what they please,
for ought I care.’ With that, I turned about, pushed
through the crowd, and ran hastily and joyfully home.24
Thus was the whole of my dream fulfilled, not only in
substance, but literally and verbatim.
“It will perhaps not be disagreeable to you, if I relate
two other occurences of a similar nature:—
“On the 18th of August, 1776, I dreamed I was walking
in the vicinity of the ‘Silesian Gate,’ and intended to go
home thence, directly across the field, by the Ricksdorf or
Dresden road.
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