II.

Now the old witch who had worked all these evils lived near the well

in a cottage. She had first learned witchcraft from a book called _The

Black Art_, which a gentleman farmer had lent her when a girl. She

progressed rapidly with her studies, and being eager to learn more, sold

herself to the devil, who made compact with her that she should have

full power for seven years, after which she was to become his. He gave

her a wand that had the magic power of drawing people to her, and she

had a ring on the grass by her house just like the fairy’s ring. As the

seven years were drawing to a close, and her heart was savage against

the farmer who first led her into the paths of evil knowledge, she

determined to be revenged. One day, soon after the Fairy of the Dell

came to live by the spring, she drew the farmer to her with her wand,

and, standing in her ring, she lured him into it. When he crossed the

line, she said:

“Cursed be he or she

That crosses my circle to see me,”

and, touching him on the head and back, a horn and a tail grew from

the spots touched. He went off in a terrible rage, but she only laughed

maliciously. Then, as she heard of the Queen of the Dell’s good deeds,

she repented of her evil deeds, and begged her neighbour to go to the

queen fairy and ask her if she might come and visit her. The queen

consented, and the old witch went down and told her everything--of the

book, of the magic wand, of the ring, and of all the wicked deeds she

had done.

“O, you have been a bad witch,” said the queen, “but I will see what I

can do; but you must bring me the book and the wand;” and she told the

old witch to come on the following day a little before noon. When the

witch came the next day with her wand and book, she found the fairies

had built a fire in the middle ring. The queen then took her and stood

her by the fire, for she could not trust her on the outer circle.

“Now I must have more power,” said the queen to the fairies, and she

went and sat on the throne, leaving the witch by the fire in the middle

ring. After thinking a little, the queen said, “Now I have it,” and

coming down from her throne muttering, she began walking round the outer

circle, waiting for the hour of one o’clock, when all the fairies got

into the middle circle and marched round, singing:

“At the hour of one

The cock shall crow one,

Goo! Goo! Goo!

I am here to tell

Of the sacred well

That lies in the dell,

And will conquer hell.”

On the second round, they sang:

“At the hour of two

The cock crows two,

Goo! Goo! Goo!

I am here to tell

Of the sacred well

That lies in the dell;

We will conquer hell.”

At the last round, they sang:

“At the hour of three

The cock crows three,

Goo! Goo! Goo!

I am here to tell

Of the sacred well

That lies in the dell;

Now I have conquered hell.”

Then the queen cast the book and wand into the fire, and immediately

the vale was rent by a thundering noise, and numbers of devils came from

everywhere, and encircled the outer ring, but they could not pass the

ring. Then the fairies began walking round and round, singing their

song. When they had finished the song they heard a loud screech from

the devils that frightened all the fairies except the queen. She was

unmoved, and going to the fire, stirred the ashes with her wand, and saw

that the book and wand were burnt, and then she walked thrice round the

outer ring by herself, when she turned to the devils, and said:

“I command you to be gone from our earthly home, get to your own abode.

I take the power of casting you all from here. Begone! begone! begone!”

And all the devils flew up, and there was a mighty clap as of thunder,

and the earth trembled, and the sky became overcast, and all the devils

burst, and the sky cleared again.

After this the queen put three fairies by the old witch’s side, and

they constantly dipped their wands in the sacred spring, and touched her

head, and she was sorely troubled and converted.

“Bring the mirror,” said the queen.

And the fairies brought the mirror and laid it in the middle circle, and

they all walked round three times, chanting again the song beginning

“At the hour of one.” When they had done this the queen stood still, and

said:

“Stand and watch to see what you can see.”

And as she looked she said:

“The mirror shines unto me

That the witch we can see

Has three devils inside of she.”

Immediately the witch had a fit, and the three fairies had a hard job to

keep the three devils quiet; indeed, they could not do so, and the queen

had to go herself with her wand, for fear the devils should burst the

witch asunder, and she said, “Come out three evil spirits, out of thee.”

And they came gnashing their teeth, and would have killed all the

fairies, but the queen said:

“Begone, begone, begone! you evil spirits, to the place of your abode,”

and suddenly the sky turned bright as fire, for the evil spirits were

trying their spleen against the fairies, but the queen said, “Collect,

collect, collect, into one fierce ball,” and the fiery sky collected

into one ball of fire more dazzling than the sun, so that none could

look at it except the queen, who wore a black silk mask to protect

her eyes. Suddenly the ball burst with a terrific noise, and the earth

trembled.

“Enter into your abode, and never come down to our abode on earth any

more,” said the queen.

And the witch was herself again, and she and the queen fairy were

immediately great friends. The witch, when she came out of the ring,

dropped on her knee and asked the queen if she might call her the Lady

of the Dell, and how she could serve her.

“We will see about that,” said the queen.

“Well, how do you live?” asked the woman who had been a witch.

“Well, I’ll tell you,” said the queen. “We go at midnight and milk the

cows, and we keep the milk, and it never grows less so long as we leave

some in the bottom of the vessel; we must not use it all. After milking

the cow, we rub the cow’s purse and bless it, and she gives double the

amount of milk.”

“Well, how do you get corn?”

“Well, we were at the mill playing one day, and the miller came in and

saw us, and spoke kindly to us, and offered us some flour. ‘We never

take nothing for nothing,’ I said, so I blessed the bin: so in a few

minutes the bin was full to the brim with flour, and I said to the

miller, ‘Now don’t you empty the bin, but always leave a peck in it, and

for twelve months, no matter how much you use the bin, it will always

be full in the morning.’ Now I have told you this much, and I will tell

further, ‘You must love your neighbour, you must love all mankind.’ Now

here is a purse of gold, go and buy what you want, eggs, bacon, cheese,

and get a flagon of wine and use these things freely, giving freely to

the aged poor, and if you never finish these things, there will always

be as much the next morning as you started with. And I shall make a

salve for you, and you must use the water from the sacred well. That

will be as a medicine, and people shall come from far and wide to be

cured by you, and you shall be loved by all, and you shall be known to

the poorest of the poor as Madame Dorothy.”

And the woman did as she was told, and she became renowned for her

medical skill, especially in childbirth, for her salve eased the pains,

and her waters brought milk. By-and-by, she got known all over the

island, and rich people came to her from afar, and she always made the

rich pay, and the poor were treated free.

Madame Dorothy used to see the queen fairy at times, and one day she

asked her, “Shall we meet again?”

“We cannot tell,” said the queen, “but I will give you a ring--let me

place it on your finger--it is a magic ring worked by fairies. Whenever

you seek to know of me, make a ring of your own, and walk round three

times and rub the ring; if it turns bright I am alive, but if you see

blood I am dead.”

“But how can that be? You are much younger than I am.”

“Oh, no! we fairies look young to the day of our death; we live to a

great age, but die naturally of old age, for we never have any ailments,

but still our power fades. Men fade in the flesh and power, but we fade

only in power. I am over seventy now.”

“But you look to be thirty.”

“Well, we will shake hands and part, for I must go elsewhere; as I have

no king, I do not stop in one place.”

And they shook hands and parted.

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