Satan And His Burial-place

Satan appears to have troubled the early settlers in America almost as

grievously as he did the German students. He came in many shapes to many

people, and sometimes he met his match. Did he not try to stop old Peter

Stuyvesant from rowing through Hell Gate one moonlight night, and did not

that tough old soldier put something at his shoulder that Satan thought

must be his wooden leg? But it wasn't a leg: it was a gun, loaded with a

silver bullet that had been charged home with prayer. Peter fired and the

missile whistled off to Ward's Island, where three boys found it

afterward and swapped it for double handfuls of doughnuts and bulls'

eyes. Incidentally it passed between the devil's ribs and the fiend

exploded with a yell and a smell, the latter of sulphur, to Peter's

blended satisfaction and alarm. And did not the same spirit of evil

plague the old women of Massachusetts Bay and craze the French and

Spaniards in the South? At Hog Rock, west of Milford, Connecticut, he

broke up a pleasant diversion:

Once four young men upon ye rock

Sate down at chuffle board to play

When ye Deuill appearde in shape of a hogg

And frightend ym so they scampered away

And left Old Nick to finish ye play.

One of the first buildings to be put up in Ipswich, Massachusetts, was a

church built on a ledge above the river, and in that church Satan tried

to conceal himself for purposes of mischief. For this act he was hurled

from the steeple-top by some unseen instrument of righteousness with such

force that his hoofmark was stamped into a solid stone near by. This did

not deter him from mounting to the ridge-pole and assuming a defiant air,

with folded arms, when Whitefield began to preach, but when that

clergyman's tremendous voice was loosed below him he bounced into the air

in terror and disappeared.

The Shakers report that in the waning of the eighteenth century they

chased the evil one through the coverts of Mount Sinai, Massachusetts,

and just before dawn of a summer morning they caught and killed and

buried him. Shakers are spiritualists, and they believe their numbers to

have been augmented by distinguished dead, among whom they already number

Washington, Lafayette, Napoleon, Tamerlane, and Pocahontas. The two first

named of these posthumous communists are still seen by members of the

faith who pass Satan's grave at night, for they sit astride of white

horses and watch the burial spot, lest the enemy of man arise and begin

anew his career of trouble. Some members of the brotherhood say that this

legend typifies a burial of evil tendencies in the hearts of those who

hunted the fiend, but it has passed down among others as a circumstance.

The Shakers have many mystic records, transmitted verbally to the present

disciples of Mother Ann, but seldom told to scoffers in the world, as

those are called who live without their pure and peaceful communes. Among

these records is that of the appearance of John the Baptist in the

meeting-house at Mount Lebanon, New York, one Sunday, clothed in light

and leading the sacred dance of the worshippers, by which they signify

the shaking out of all carnal things from the heart.

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