WHAT
YOU MISSED
Halloween
– when the unseen is all around us... but not the unheard, because
we have stories to make the hair rise on the back of our necks!
Raph
took us to China for both his tales. The late Mandarin Wang made a
ghostly appearance, turning the spout of the tea-pot to point at his
murderer! And later in the evening Lo Shin made a good bargain with
his purchase of words from the Wise Man in the market. By heeding the
advice he was given, he avoided death and disaster in a number of
ways, and by repeating two simple phrases to the magistrate
investigating the murder of Lo Shin's wife he was able to point the
finger at the criminals guilty of it.
Maddie
stayed more or less in Europe with two traditional tales: the Soldier
and Death from Russia, with the magic sack, which you can read here
https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Russian_Folk-Tales/The_Soldier_and_Death
; and The Juniper-Tree, which you can read here
http://www.pitt.edu/~dash/grimm047.html
[though I must point out that reading the texts is only a pale
substitute for hearing the stories told.]
Janet
told a version of the Lorelei story, the rock above the Rhine haunted
by the spirit of the woman who killed herself over her faithless
lover and then lures men to their deaths by the beauty of her song.
Mike
told the tale of a deserted house, told to him by the grand-daughter
of a woman who had worked there. It had belonged to a man who became
so possessive of his wife that he shut her away from human contact.
What happened next is left deliberately obscure: in any case, she
vanishes, and he is inconsolable. In response to his weeping and
prayers, she re-appears mysteriously. But for all his protestations
he has not changed, so, according to the bargain he had made, as she
returned to him, so he must go with her, and both vanish
mysteriously. An archaeologist, drinking in the same pub, [where else
does Mike get his stories?] relates the finding, by Wayland's Smithy,
just up the hill from the deserted house, of two bodies from the 19th
century, a man and a woman, the woman's skull damaged by a sharp
blow, and yet her skeleton has its arms round the man, tight, very
tight.
Mike
finished the evening with Mary of Eling, the tale of a zombie in a
churchyard to the east of Southampton Water.
Anne
of Salisbury and Juliet of Frome listened – but who knows who else
was present?
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