my gidaty said, as she had so many times before. The story she told was an old and familiar one. The first time my grandmother told me the tale of the three harem slaves of Babylon, I’d replied, “I know this story already.” Her old eyes—not as old a...
Such dark practices must be uncovered, wherever they hide, and burned away by the light of righteousness. 'Tis for this reason I post you now. The shadow of the Devil has fallen upon my own beloved settlement of Sanctuary in the colony of Massachusetts Bay. A witch resides amongst us, of this I a...