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# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/The Hundredth Skull

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THE HUNDREDTH SKULL
IN the early part of this century Bill Quick, trapper and frontiersman, lived in a cabin on the upper Scioto, not far from the present town of Kenton, Ohio. One evening when he returned from the hunt he found his home rifled of its contents and his aged father weltering in his blood on the floor. He then and there took oath that he would be revenged an hundredfold. His mission was undertaken at once, and for many a year there-after the Indians of the region had cause to dread the doom that came to them from brake and wood and fen, now death by knife that flashed at them from behind a tree, and the next instant whirled through the air and was buried to the hilt in a red man's heart; now, by bullet as they rowed across the rivers; now, by axe that clove their skulls as they lay asleep.
Bill Quick worked secretly, and, unlike other men of the place and time, he did not take his trophies Indian-fashion. The scalp was not enough. He took the head. And presently a row of grinning skulls was ranged upon his shelves. Ninety-nine of these ghastly prizes occupied his cabin, and the man was confident that he should accomplish his intent. But the Indians, in terror, were falling away toward the lakes; they were keeping better guard; and ere the hundredth man had fallen before his rifle he was seized with fatal illness, Calling to him his son, Tom, he ​pointed to the skulls, and charged him to fulfil the oath he had taken by adding to the list a hundredth skull. Should he fail in this the murdered ancestor and he himself would come back to haunt the laggard. Tom accepted the trust, but everything seemed to work against him. He never was much of a hunter nor a very true shot, and he had no liking for war; besides, the Indians had left the country, as he fancied. So he grumbled at the uncongenial task appointed for him and kept deferring it from week to week and from year to year. When his conscience pricked him he allayed the smart with drink, and his conscience seemed to grow more active as he grew older.
On returning to the cabin after a carouse he declared that he had heard voices, that the skulls gibbered and cracked their teeth together as if mocking his weakness, and that a phosphorescent glare shone through the sockets of their eyes. In his cups he prattled his secret, and soon the whole country knew that he was under oath to kill a red-skin—and the country laughed at him. On a certain day it was reported that a band of Indians had been seen in the neighborhood, and what with drink and the taunts of his friends, he was impelled to take his rifle and set out once more on the war-path. A settler heard a shot fired not long after. Next day a neighbor passing Tom Quick's cabin tapped at the door, and, receiving no answer, pushed it open and entered. The hundredth skull was there, on the ​shelves, a bullet-hole in the forehead, and the scalp gone. The head was Quick's.
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/The Crime of Black Swamp

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THE CRIME OF BLACK SWAMP
TWO miles south of Munger, Ohio, in the heart of what used to be called the Black Swamp, stood the Woodbury House, a roomy mansion long gone to decay. John Cleves, the last to live in it, was a man whose evil practices got him into the penitentiary, but people had never associated him with the queer sights and sounds in the lower chambers, nor with the fact that a man named Syms, who had gone to that house in 1842, had never been known to leave it. Ten years after Syms's disappearance it happened that Major Ward and his friend John Stow had occasion to take shelter there for the night—it being then deserted,—and, starting a blaze in the parlor fireplace, they lit their pipes and talked till late. Stow would have preferred a happier topic, but the major, who feared neither man nor devil, constantly turned the talk on the evil reputation of the house.
While they chatted a door opened with a creak and a human skeleton appeared before them.
"What do you want? Speak!" cried Ward. But waiting for no answer he drew his pistols and fired two shots at the grisly object. There was a rattling sound, but the skeleton was neither dislocated nor disconcerted. Advancing deliberately, ​with upraised arm, it said, in a husky voice, "I, that am dead, yet live in a sense that mortals do not know. In my earthly life I was James Syms, who was robbed and killed here in my sleep by John Cleves." With bony finger it pointed to a rugged gap in its left temple. "Cleves cut off my head and buried it under the hearth. My body he cast into his well." At these words the head disappeared and the voice was heard beneath the floor, "Take up my skull." The watchers obeyed the call, and after digging a minute beneath the hearth a fleshless head with a wound on the left temple came to view. Ward took it into his hands, but in a twinkling it left them and reappeared on the shoulders of the skeleton.
"I have long wanted to tell my fate," it resumed, "but could not until one should be found brave enough to speak to me. I have appeared to many, but you are the first who has commanded me to break my long silence. Give my bones a decent burial. Write to my relative, Gilmore Syms, of Columbus, Georgia, and tell him what I have revealed. I have found peace." With a grateful gesture it extended its hand to Ward, who, as he took it, shook like one with an ague, his wrist locked in its bony clasp. As it released him it raised its hand impressively. A bluish light burned at the doorway for an instant. The two men found themselves alone.
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/Marquette's Man-Eater

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MARQUETTE'S MAN-EATER
UNTIL it was worn away by the elements a the Mississippi near Alton, Illinois. It was to be seen as late as 1860, and represented a monster once famous as the "piasa bird." Father Marquette not only believed it but described it as a man-eater in the account of his explorations, where he mentions other zoological curiosities, such as unicorns with shaggy mane and land-turtles three feet long with two heads, "very mischievous and addicted to biting." He even showed a picture of the man-eater that accorded rudely with the picture on the rocks. It was said to prey on human flesh, and to be held in fear by the Indians, who encountered it on and near the Mississippi. It had the body of a ​panther, wings like a bat, and head and horns of a deer. Father Marquette gave it a human face. The sculpture was undoubtedly made by Indians, but its resemblance to the winged bulls of Assyria and the sphinxes of Egypt has been quoted as confirmation of a prehistoric alliance of Old and New World races or the descent of one from the other. It has also been thought to stand for the totem of some great chief—symbolizing, by its body, strength; by its wings, speed; by its head, gentleness and beauty. But may not the tradition of it have descended from the discovery of comparatively late remains, by primitive man, of the winged saurians that crawled, swam, dived, or flew, lingering on till the later geologic period? The legend of the man-eater may even have been told by those who killed the last of the pterodactyls.
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/Storied Waters, Cliffs, and Mountains

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Storied Waters, Cliffs, and Mountains
* Monsters and Sea-Serpents
* Stone-Throwing Devils
* Storied Springs
* Lovers' Leaps
* God on the Mountains
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/As to Buried Riches

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As to Buried Riches
* Kidd's Treasure
* Other Buried Wealth
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/On the Pacific Slope

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On the Pacific Slope
* The Voyager of the Whulge
* Tamanous of Tacoma
* The Devil and the Dalles
* Cascades of the Columbia
* The Death of Umatilla
* Hunger Valley
* The Wrath of Manitou
* The Spook of Misery Hill
* The Queen of Death Valley
* Bridal Veil Fall
* The Governor's Right Eye
* The Prisoner in American Shaft
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/The Voyager of the Whulge

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THE VOYAGER OF THE WHULGE
LIKE the ancient Greeks, the Siwash of the Northwest invest the unseen world with spiritual intelligence. Every tree has a soul; the forests were peopled with good and evil genii, the latter receiving oblation at the devil-dances, for it was not worth while to appease those already good; and the mountains are the home of tamanouses, or guardian spirits, that sometimes fight together—as, when the spirits of Mount Tacoma engaged with those of Mount Hood, fire and melted stone burst from their peaks, their bellowing was heard afar, and some of the rocks flung by Tacoma fell short, blocking the Columbia about the Dalles.
Across these fantastic reports of older time there come echoes of a later instruction, adapted and blended into native legend so that the point of division cannot be indicated. Such is that of the mysterious voyager of the Whulge—the Siwash name for the sound that takes the name of Puget from one of Vancouver's officers. Across this body of water the stranger came in a copper canoe that borrowed the glories of the morning. When he ​had landed and sent for all the red men, far and near, he addressed to them a doctrine that provoked expressions of contempt—a doctrine of love.
To fight and steal no more, to give of their goods to men in need, to forgive their enemies,—they could not understand such things. He promised—this radiant stranger—to those who lived right, eternal life on seas and hills more fair than these of earth, but they did not heed him. At last, wearying of his talk, they dragged him to a tree and nailed him fast to it, with pegs through his hands and feet, and jeered and danced about him, as they did about their victims in the devil-dance, until his head fell on his breast and his life went out.
A great storm, with thunderings and earthquakes! They took the body down and would have buried it, but, lo! it arose to its feet, as the sun burst forth, and resumed its preaching. Then they tock the voyager's word for truth and never harmed him more, while they grew less warlike as each year went by until, of all Indians, they were most peaceable.
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/Along the Rocky Range

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Along the Rocky Range
* Over the Divide
* The Phantom Train of Marshall Pass
* The River of Lost Souls
* Riders of the Desert
* The Division of Two Tribes
* Besieged by Starvation
* A Yellowstone Tragedy
* The Broad House
* The Death Waltz
* The Flood at Santa Fé
* Goddess of Salt
* The Coming of the Navajos
* The Ark on Superstition Mountains
* The Pale Faced Lightning
* The Weird Sentinel at Squaw Peak
* Sacrifice of the Toltecs
* Ta-Vwots Conquers the Sun
* The Comanche Rider
* Horned Toad and Giants
* The Spider Tower
* The Lost Trail
* A Battle in the Air
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 2/Lights and Shadows of the South

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Lights and Shadows of the South
* The Swim at Indian Head
* The Moaning Sisters
* A Ride for a Bride
* Spooks of the Hiawassee
* Lake of the Dismal Swamp
* The Barge of Defeat
* Natural Bridge
* The Silence Broken
* Siren of the French Broad
* The Hunter of Calawasee
* Revenge of the Accabee
* Toccoa Falls
* Two Lives for One
* A Ghostly Avenger
* The Wraith Ringer of Atlanta
* The Swallowing Earthquake
* The Last Stand of the Biloxi
* The Sacred Fire of Natchez
* Pass Christian
* The Under Land
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 1/Tales of Puritan Land

"Tales of Puritan Land" continues in Myths and Legends of Our Own Land, Volume II.
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Tales of Puritan Land
* Evangeline
* The Snoring of Swunksus
* The Lewiston Hermit
* The Dead Ship of Harpswell
* The Schoolmaster had not reached Orrington
* Jack Welch's Death Light
* Mogg Megone
* The Lady Ursula
* Father Moody's Black Veil
* The Home of Thunder
* The Partridge Witch
* The Marriage of Mount Katahdin
* The Moose of Mount Kineo
* The Owl Tree
* A Chestnut Log
* The Watcher on White Island
* Chocorua
* Passaconaway's Ride to Heaven
* The Ball Game by the Saco
* The White Mountains
* The Vision on Mount Adams
* The Great Carbuncle
* Skinner's Cave
* Yet they call it Lover's Leap
* Salem and other Witchcraft
* The Gloucester Leaguers
* Satan and his Burial-Place
* Peter Rugg, the Missing Man
* The Loss of Weetamoo
* The Fatal Forget-me-not
* The Old Mill at Somerville
* Edward Randolph's Portrait
* Lady Eleanore's Mantle
* Howe's Masquerade
* Old Esther Dudley
* The Loss of Jacob Hurd
* The Hobomak
* Berkshire Tories
* The Revenge of Josiah Breeze
* The May-Pole of Merrymount
* The Devil and Tom Walker
* The Gray Champion
* The Forest Smithy
* Wahconah Falls
* Knocking at the Tomb
* The White Deer of Onota
* Wizard's Glen
* Balanced Rock
* Shonkeek-Monkeek
* The Salem Alchemist
* Eliza Wharton
* Sale of the Southwicks
* The Courtship of Myles Standish
* Mother Crewe
* Aunt Rachel's Curse
* Nix's Mate
* The Wild Man of Cape Cod
* Newbury's Old Elm
* Samuel Sewall's Prophecy
* The Shrieking Woman
* Agnes Surriage
* Skipper Ireson's Ride
* Heartbreak Hill
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 1/On and Near the Delaware

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On and Near the Delaware
* The Phantom Dragoon
* Delaware Water Gap
* The Phantom Drummer
* The Missing Soldier of Valley Forge
* The Last Shot at Germantown
* A Blow in the Dark
* The Tory's Conversion
* Lord Percy's Dream
* Saved by the Bible
* Parricide of the Wissahickon
* The Blacksmith at Brandywine
* Father and Son
* The Envy of Manitou
* The Last Revel in Printz Hall
* The Two Rings
* Flame Scalps of the Chartiers
* The Consecration of Washington
* Marion
# Ancient India as described by Megasthenês and Arrian/Frag. XI.

Fragm. XI.
Strabo, XV. i. 20,—p. 693.
Of the Fertility of India.‖
Megasthenes indicates the fertility of India by the fact of the soil producing two crops every year both of fruitsand grain. [Eratosthenês writes to the same effect, for he speaks of a ​winter and a summer sowing, which both have rain: for a year, he says, is never found to be without rain at both those seasons, whence ensues a great abundance, since the soil is always productive. Much fruit is produced by trees; and the roots of plants, particularly of tall reeds, are sweet both by nature and by coction, since the moisture by which they are nourished is heated by the rays of the sun, whether it has fallen from the clouds or been drawn from the rivers. Eratosthenês uses here a peculiar expression: for what is called by others the ripening of fruits and the juices of plants is called among the Indians coction, which is as effective in producing a good flavour as the coction by fire itself. To the heat of the water the same writer ascribes the wonderful flexibility of the branches of trees, from which wheels are made, as also the fact of there being trees on which wool grows.]
Conf. Eratostli. ap. Strabo. XV. i. 13,—p. 690:—
From the vapours arising from such vast rivers, and from the Etêsian winds, as Eratosthenês states, India is watered by the summer rains, and the plains are overflowed. During these rains, accordingly, flax is sown and millet, also sesamum, rice, and bosmorum, and in the winter time wheat, barley, pulse, and other esculent fruits unknown to us.
* ↑ Conf. Herod. II. 86. "Velleraque ut foliis depectant tenuia Seres?—Virgil, Geor. ii. 121.—Falconer.
* ↑ (Greek characters), perhaps the (Greek characters) of Arrian.
* ↑ (Greek characters)—Strabo XV. i. 18.
# Myths and Legends of Our Own Land/Volume 1/The Isle of Manhattoes and Nearby

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The Isle of Manhattoes and Nearby
* Dolph Heyliger
* The Knell at the Wedding
* Roistering Dirck Van Dara
* The Party from Gibbet Island
* Miss Britton's Poker
* The Devil's Stepping-Stones
* The Springs of Blood and Water
* The Crumbling Silver
* The Corteyou Elopement
* Van Wemple's Goose
* The Weary Watcher
* The Rival Fiddlers
* Wyandank
* Mark of the Spirit Hand
* The First Liberal Church
# Ancient India as described by Megasthenês and Arrian/Frag. XII.

Fragm. XII.
Strabo, XV. i. 37—p. 703.
Of some Wild Beasts of India.
According to Megasthenês the largest tigers are found among the Prasii, being nearly twice the size of the lion, and so strong that a tame tiger led by four men having seized a mule by the hinder leg overpowered it and dragged it to him. $^2$The monkeys are larger than the largest dogs; they are white except in the face, which is black, though the contrary is observed elsewhere. Their tails are more than two cubits in length. They are very tame, and not of a malicious disposition: so that they neither attack man nor steal. $^3$Stones are dug up which are of the colour of frankincense, and sweeter than figs or honey. $^4$In some parts of the country there are serpents two cubits long which have membranous wings like bats. They fly about by night, when they let fall drops of urine or sweat, which blister the skin of persons not on their guard, with putrid sores. There are also winged scorpions of an extraordinary size. $^5$Ebony grows there. There are also dogs of great strength and courage, which will not let go their hold till water is poured into their nostrils: they bite so eagerly that the eyes of some become distorted, and the eyes of others fall out. Both a lion and a bull were held fast by a dog. The bull was seized by the muzzle, and died before the dog could be taken off.
# Ancient India as described by Megasthenês and Arrian/Frag. XIV.

Fragm. XIV.
Ælian, Hist. Anim. XVI. 41. Conf. Fragm. XII. 4.
Of Winged Scorpions and Serpents.
Megasthenês says there are winged scorpions in India of enormous size, which sting Europeans and natives alike. There are also serpents which are likewise winged. These do not go abroad during the day, but by night, when they let fall urine, which if it lights upon any one's skin at once raises putrid sores thereon. Such is the statement of Megasthenês.
# Ancient India as described by Megasthenês and Arrian/Frag. XV.

Fragm. XV.
Strabo, XV. i. 56,—pp. 710-711.
Of the Beasts of India, and the Reed.
He (Megasthenês) says there are monkeys, rollers of rocks, which climb precipices whence they roll down stones upon their pursuers. $^2$Most animals, he says, which are tame with us are wild in India, and he speaks of horses which are one-horned and have heads like those of deer; 3and also of reeds some of which grow straight up to the height of thirty orguiæ, while ​others grow along the ground to the length of fifty. They vary in thickness from three to six cubits in diameter.
# Brooklyn Eagle/1948/Jacob Lindauer, 86, Retired Barber

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Jacob Lindauer (1862-1948) in Brooklyn Eagle on July 13, 1948.
Jacob Lindauer, 86, Retired Barber
Funeral services for Jacob Lindauer, 86, who for many years had operated a barber shop on Summit St. near Columbia St. will be held at 8 o'clock tonight at his home 173 Windsor Place. The Rev. Werner Jentech, pastor of St. John's Lutheran Church, Prospect Avenue, near 5th Avenue, will officiate. Interment will be in Cypress Hills Abbey. Mr. Lindauer who came to this country from Germany as a youth died Sunday. He was a member of the Foresters Odd Fellows and a number of other organizations. His wife Elizabeth died in 1934 and a daughter Mina A. Lindauer died in 1941. Two nephews and four nieces survive.
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# Nigger Heaven (Van Vechten)

Carl Van Vechten
Novels
The Tattooed Countess A romantic novel with a happy ending
Peter Whiffle: His Life and Works
The Blind Bow-boy A cartoon for a stained-glass window
Firecrackers A realistic novel
Nigger Heaven
Books About Cats
The Tiger in the House
Lords of the Housetops
Essays
Red
Excavations
Interpreters
Alfred · A · Knopf · Publisher
By Carl Van Vechten
1926
New York · Alfred · A · Knopf · London
For Fania Marinoff
* Prologue
* Book 1
   * Chapter 1
   * Chapter 2
   * Chapter 3
   * Chapter 4
   * Chapter 5
   * Chapter 6
   * Chapter 7
   * Chapter 8
   * Chapter 9
   * Chapter 1
   * Chapter 2
   * Chapter 3
   * Chapter 4
   * Chapter 5
   * Chapter 6
   * Chapter 7
   * Chapter 8
   * Chapter 9
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# Nigger Heaven (Van Vechten)/Book 1

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# Nigger Heaven (Van Vechten)/Book 2

Byron
# The Earth Turns South/Nigger Hebb'n

NIGGER HEBB'N
# Negro

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