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unless　the　ingredients　you　mix　in　your　caldron　have　poisonous

fumes。〃



〃It　is　not　that。　　The　ingredients　I　use　are　not　poisons。〃



〃What　other　danger；　except　you　dread　your　own　Eastern　slaves？　　But；

if　so；　why　lead　them　to　these　solitudes；　and；　if　so；　why　not　bid　me

be　armed？〃



〃The　Eastern　slaves；　fulfilling　my　commands；　wait　for　my　summons；

where　their　eyes　cannot　see　what　we　do。　　The　danger　is　of　a　kind　in

which　the　boldest　son　of　the　East　would　be　more　craven；　perhaps；

that　the　daintiest　Sybarite　of　Europe；　who　would　shrink　from　a

panther　and　laugh　at　a　ghost。　　In　the　creed　of　the　Dervish；　and　of

all　who　adventure　into　that　realm　of　Nature　which　is　closed　to

philosophy　and　open　to　magic；　there　are　races　in　the　magnitude　of

space　unseen　as　animalcules　in　the　world　of　a　drop。　　For　the　tribes

of　the　drop　science　has　its　microscope。　　Of　the　host　of　yon　azure

Infinite　magic　gains　sight；　and　through　them　gains　command　over

fluid　conductors　that　link　all　the　parts　of　creation。　　Of　these

races；　some　are　wholly　indifferent　to　man；　some　benign　to　him；　and

some　deadly　hostile。　　In　all　the　regular　and　prescribed　conditions

of　mortal　being；　this　magic　realm　seems　as　blank　and　tenantless　as

yon　vacant　air。　　But　when　a　seeker　of　powers　beyond　the　rude

functions　by　which　man　plies　the　clockwork　that　measures　his　hours；

and　stops　when　its　chain　reaches　the　end　of　its　coil；　strives　to

pass　over　those　boundaries　at　which　philosophy　says；　'Knowledge

ends'then；　he　is　like　all　other　travelers　in　regions　unknown；　he

must　propitiate　or　brave　the　tribes　that　are　hostilemust　depend

for　his　life　on　the　tribes　that　are　friendly。　　Though　your　science

discredits　the　alchemist's　dogmas；　your　learning　informs　you　that

all　alchemists　were　not　ignorant　impostors；　yet　those　whose

discoveries　prove　them　to　have　been　the　nearest　allies　to　your

practical　knowledge；　ever　hint　in　their　mystical　works　at　the

reality　of　that　realm　which　is　open　to　magicever　hint　that　some

means　less　familiar　than　furnace　and　bellows　are　essential　to　him

who　explores　the　elixir　of　life。　　He　who　once　quaffs　that　elixir；

obtains　in　his　very　veins　the　bright　fluid　by　which　he　transmits

the　force　of　his　will　to　agencies　dormant　in　Nature；　to　giants

unseen　in　the　space。　　And　here；　as　he　passes　the　boundary　which

divides　his　allotted　and　normal　mortality　from　the　regions　and

races　that　magic　alone　can　explore；　so；　here；　he　breaks　down　the

safeguard　between　himself　and　the　tribes　that　are　hostile。　　Is　it

not　ever　thus　between　man　and　man？　　Let　a　race　the　most　gentle　and

timid　and　civilized　dwell　on　one　side　a　river　or　mountain；　and

another　have　home　in　the　region　beyond；　each；　if　it　pass　not　the

intervening　barrier；　may　with　each　live　in　peace。　　But　if　ambitious

adventurers　scale　the　mountain；　or　cross　the　river；　with　design　to

subdue　and　enslave　the　population　they　boldly　invade；　then　all　the

invaded　arise　in　wrath　and　defiancethe　neighbors　are　changed　into

foes。　　And　therefore　this　processby　which　a　simple　though　rare

material　of　Nature　is　made　to　yield　to　a　mortal　the　boon　of　a　life

which　brings；　with　its　glorious　resistance　to　Time；　desires　and

faculties　to　subject　to　its　service　beings　that　dwell　in　the　earth

and　the　air　and　the　deephas　ever　been　one　of　the　same　peril　which

an　invader　must　brave　when　he　crosses　the　bounds　of　his　nation。　　By

this　key　alone　you　unlock　all　the　cells　of　the　alchemist's　lore；　by

this　alone　understand　how　a　labor；　which　a　chemist's　crudest

apprentice　could　perform；　has　baffled　the　giant　fathers　of　all　your

dwarfed　children　of　science。　　Nature；　that　stores　this　priceless

boon；　seems　to　shrink　from　conceding　it　to　manthe　invisible

tribes　that　abhor　him　oppose　themselves　to　the　gain　that　might　give

them　a　master。　　The　duller　of　those　who　were　the　life…seekers　of

old　would　have　told　you　how　some　chance；　trivial；　unlooked…for；

foiled　their　grand　hope　at　the　very　point　of　fruition；　some　doltish

mistake；　some　improvident　oversight；　a　defect　in　the　sulphur；　a

wild　overflow　in　the　quicksilver；　or　a　flaw　in　the　bellows；　or　a

pupil　who　failed　to　replenish　the　fuel；　by　falling　asleep　by　the

furnace。　　The　invisible　foes　seldom　vouchsafe　to　make　themselves

visible　where　they　can　frustrate　the　bungler　as　they　mock　at　his

toils　from　their　ambush。　　But　the　mightier　adventurers；　equally

foiled　in　despite　of　their　patience　and　skill；　would　have　said；

'Not　with　us　rests　the　fault；　we　neglected　no　caution；　we　failed

from　no　oversight。　　But　out　from　the　caldron　dread　faces　arose；　and

the　specters　or　demons　dismayed　and　baffled　us。'　　Such；　then；　is

the　danger　which　seems　so　appalling　to　a　son　of　the　East；　as　it

seemed　to　a　seer　in　the　dark　age　of　Europe。　　But　we　can　deride　all

its　threats；　you　and　I。　　For　myself；　I　own　frankly　I　take　all　the

safety　that　the　charms　and　resources　of　magic　bestow。　　You；　for

your　safety；　have　the　cultured　and　disciplined　reason　which　reduces

all　fantasies　to　nervous　impressions；　and　I　rely　on　the　courage　of

one　who　has　questioned；　unquailing；　the　Luminous　Shadow；　and

wrested　from　the　hand　of　the　magician　himself　the　wand　which

concentered　the　wonders　of　will！〃



To　this　strange　and　long　discourse　I　listened　without　interruption；

and　now　quietly　answered：



〃I　do　not　merit　the　trust　you　affect　in　my　courage；　but　I　am　now　on

my　guard　against　the　cheats　of　the　fancy；　and　the　fumes　of　a　vapor

can　scarcely　bewilder　the　brain　in　the　open　air　of　this　mountain

land。　　I　believe　in　no　races　like　those　which　you　tell　me　lie

viewless　in　space；　as　do　gases。　　I　believe　not　in　magic；　I　ask　not

its　aids；　and　I　dread　not　its　terrors。　　For　the　rest；　I　am

confident　of　one　mournful　couragethe　courage　that　comes　from

despair。　　I　submit　to　your　guidance；　whatever　it　be；　as　a　sufferer

whom　colleges　doom　to　the　grave　submits　to　the　quack　who　says；

'Take　my　specific　and　live！'　　My　life　is　naught　in　itself；　my　life

lives　in　another。　　You　and　I　are　both　brave　from　despair；　you　would

turn　death　from　yourselfI　would　turn　death　from　one　I　love　more

than　myself。　　Both　know　how　little　aid　we　can　win　from　the

colleges；　and　both；　therefore；　turn　to　the　promises　most

audaciously　cheering。　　Dervish　or　magician；　alchemist　or　phantom；

what　care　you　and　I？　　And　if　they　fail　us；　what　then？　　They　cannot

fail　us　more　than　the　colleges　do！〃





V





The　gold　has　been　gained　with　an　easy　labor。　　I　knew　where　to　seek

for　it；　whether　under　the　turf　or　in　the　bed　of　the　creek。　　But

Margrave's　eyes；　hungrily　gazing　round　every　spot　from　which　the

ore　was　disburied；　could　not　detect　the　substance　of　which　he　alone

knew　the　outward　appearance。　　I　had　begun　to　believe　that；　even　in

the　description　given　to　him　of　this　material；　he　had　been

credulously　duped；　and　that　no　such　material　existed；　when；　coming

back　from　the　bed　of　the　watercourse；　I　saw　a　faint；　yellow　gleam

amidst　the　roots　of　a　giant　parasite　plant；　the　leaves　and　blossoms

of　which　climbed　up　the　sides　of　the　cave　with　its　antediluvian

relics。　　The　gleam　was　the　gleam　of　gold；　and　on　removing　the　loose

earth　round　the　roots　of　the　plant；　we　came　on　　No；　I　will　not；　I

dare　not；　describe　it。　　The　gold　digger　would　cast　it　aside；　the

naturalist　would　pause　not　to　heed　it；　and　did　I　describe　it；　and

chemistry　deign　to　subject　it　to　analysis；　could　chemistry　alone

detach　or　discover　its　boasted　virtues？



Its　particles；　indeed；　are　very　minute；　not　seeming　readily　to

crystallize　with　each　other；　each　in　itself　of　uniform　shape　and

size；　spherical　as　the　egg　which　contains　the　germ　of　life；　and

small　as　the　egg　from　which　the　life　of　an　insect　may　quicken。



But　Margrave's　keen　eye　caught　sight　of　the　atoms　upcast　by　the

light　of　the　moon。　　He　exclaimed　to　me；　〃Found！　　I　shall　live！〃

And　then；　as　he　gathered　up　the　grains　with　tremulous　hands；　he

called　out　to　the　Veiled　Woman；　hitherto　still　seated　motionless　on

the　crag。　　At　his　word　she　rose　and　went　t