Maid of Salem Page #3

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Only once?

But l"m a great reader.

I read far into the night.

We shall have none

by sunrise tomorrow.

I must gather bayberries

before I can make more.

Bayberries?

Then let me help you.

I have an amazing

nose for bayberries.

I track them down

like a hound

upon the trail.

You might be seen.

I could not risk

so valuable a head.

Ah, "tis not my head

that"s in danger now.

Truly, when will l

see you again?

When I bring

more candles.

Uncle, you old miser

of speech.

Why did you not

tell me of her?

To think that

she should find me

like this.

I"m sorry she

found you at all.

What?

Would you ruin my life?

Ruin your life?

I"m trying to

save it, lad.

See that you do.

From now on,

it will be worth

the living.

A razor, a needle

and a bit of mending,

and l"ll soon be myself.

(SlNGlNG) Bid me to live,

and I will live

Thy protectant to be

Or bid me love...

Roger!

Anyone within half a mile

could hear you.

Well, they might ask me

to lead the psalm singing

next Sabbath.

Egad, that"s an idea.

She"d be there of course.

And I sorely need

the comforts of religion.

(SlNGlNG) Bid me to live,

and I will live

And the scripture saith

that Satan shall go

to and fro in the land,

and up and down in it,

as a roaring lion

walketh about,

seeking whom he may devour.

My brethren,

here in this new land,

that ancient prophecy

is being fulfilled.

Satan and his legions

are here.

The power of God

has driven him

from the old world

into this wilderness,

where the ignorant savages

were waiting to receive him.

Say you,

""What signs are there

of his presence?""

Where there is

sickness or hurt

or other grievous misery,

there he is.

I bid ye watch!

I bid ye fast!

And pray God to protect us

from the power of Satan.

(SlGHS)

Speaking of Satan,

I also bid ye beware

of the frivolity and

foolishness of women

that bedeck

themselves with ribbons,

curls and lace bonnets.

Thus causing the minds

of men to wander.

I tell you that a female

that will fritter away

her time,

trimming and tricking herself

out in such a fashion,

should be looked upon

as the mere gizzard

of a trifle.

The epitome of nothing

and a very apt prey

for the devil.

We will now sing Psalm 8.

Elder Cheeves

will set the tune.

(SlNGlNG) Oh, Lord,

our God in all the earth

How thy name wondrous great

Who hath thy glorious majesty

Above the heavens set

Out of the mouth

of suckling babes

Thy strength

thou didst ordain

That thou might

still the enemy

And them that thee disdain

(MOUTHlNG)

You, come with me...

(MOUTHlNG) No.

You, come with me...

A little lower placed

And hath with glory

crowned him

And comely majesty

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