Even though this entire website is technically my "blog", this page will hold my extra articles that don't really fit in well on the other pages, or maybe there will just be ideas that jumped into my head that I wanted to share here. Some of the older blog entries are helpful and so I recommend you scroll down and look through the entries from 4 or 5 years ago.
A hundred years ago, a visit to a local Powwow may have gone something like this:
A knock on the door late at night, a tired man, dusty from the fields, beckons you to come on inside. From the looks of things, he has just finished eating a modest dinner. A low fire burns in the fireplace. A walking stick leans against the mantle. Maybe an old knife and some branches lay on the floor next to a wooden chair; he might carve to pass the time.. He points to the chair for you to have a seat and you tell him your trouble. "OK", he says "Calm down. I'll take care of it.".. He rummages around in an old dresser and pulls out some old twine. He grabs his knife from the floor. Then he starts measuring various parts of you; your head, from head to foot, your left arm, etc. All the while cutting the string and making knots at various points. Without warning, the old Powwower spits onto the floor then tosses all the pieces of string into the fire place, where they immediately start to smolder and burn. He then places his hands on top of your head, mumbles a few more words, then suddenly raps you (not gently) on the back of your head. "OK", he says, "Go on home. You'll be fine in the morning". Without another word, he turns toward his supper dishes and you know you are dismissed. By the time you make your way home, you feel a lightening of your soul, a sense that all is right again in the world. You know that the curse placed on you has been lifted.
Today, a visit may be similar, but with modern tweaks..
You show up at a pre-arranged time. The Powwower is a younger man but you know he is experienced in what he does. He welcomes you to his home and directs you to a chair on the back porch. It's a nice day outside, so you don't mind. He asks you a few questions then says "Let's get started". He brings out a small deck of playing cards, worn with age. He begins shuffling them while muttering words you can't properly hear. Then he hands the cards to you and asks you to shuffle them. You do so for a few seconds. "Good enough" he says, and takes the cards from you. He immediately begins tossing them out on a small table nearby while whispering what sounds like prayers. Once all cards are tossed onto the table, he begins telling you the things and forces that are at work against you. You are shocked at how quickly the reading goes, but equally surprised by what he is saying. Just as quickly as it began, the reading is over and the cards are swept away. "Sit tight" he says and goes into the house. A moment later he returns with an old worn bible, a length of string, and a small stone. The bible is handed to you without a word and immediately he begins moving the string over your body as if scraping something off of your aura. All the while he is reciting prayers or incantations, you can't tell. The string is suddenly tossed aside and he places the stone on your head. He closes his eyes and says a prayer then touches various other points on your body. The stone is then tossed on top of the string. "OK, that should do it" he says. "In three days I want you to do the Lesser Banishing Ritual. After you are done, toss this string and this rock into the river. Then you'll be ok." You know the session is over. You pay him for the reading then go on home, remembering to do your part three days later.
Powwow is a no-nonsense affair. If you are looking for bells and whistles and incense and music and costume and ritual, then don't contact your local Powwow. You just won't get that from him. What you will get is the experience of having been tried for by a practitioner of a tradition that is as old as the Pennsylvania Germans themselves. The PA Germans are a people of faith and sensibility. You will experience that when you visit a Powwow.
If you need my services, then please contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org. Please don't expect our session to be much more than what I've outlined above, although certainly there will be differences in technique based on your needs. While I am by no means anti-social, I do have a busy life and a family that relies on me. However, while you are here, you will have my full attention.
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I have hearing loss. It started about ten years ago and has quickly progressed. I now wear high-tech hearing aids that help filter things in such a way that I can hear SOME conversation, but not all. I have two conditions called sensiro-neural hearing loss and also conductive hearing loss. In other words, my ears are in rough shape and my hearing sucks.
As a powwow, my goal is to offer healing. It's sometimes tricky to think of healing others when there are things about myself that I can't heal, but that's just life I suppose. I no longer get angry at God because my hearing is so poor. I've learned to adjust to it and adapt.
When people contact me, I do have doubts about my ability to heal, I won't lie. I think that because I myself have a disability, I will be unable to help others. But then I remember that Christ called me to this path, and so therefore I should just do what I do and not worry about myself. My own issues are not a part of the equation. What matters is that there are people in need and God has given me the ability to help them in some way.
Hearing loss is hard. The world sounds different and muffled and it makes you feel isolated and stressed and cut off from others. It's like having a hat and hood and sound-dampering earphones on ALL THE TIME. It's like living in a muffled version of the world where you don't quite know what others are saying. It's exhausting because you are constantly straining to hear others. I'm very fortunate that I could afford state-of-the-art hearing aids, but even they have their limits.
The most important thing I want you to learn from this has nothing to do with me. But you should know that even if you go to someone who has the ability to heal, they themselves may have their own issues that they are dealing with. Don't deify your local powwow. He or she may very well be like me and struggling with their own issues. They (like me) will certainly give their all to help you, but they also have their own stuff to deal with.
I have used the Lesser Banishing Ritual for many years. It was created by the Golden Dawn in the 1800's and has been picked up by modern occult groups of all religious flavor since then. It's obvious Judeo-Christian symbolism and invocations are a great addition to Powwow should you wish to add a more ceremonial element to what you are doing.
I use the Lesser Banishing Ritual (LBR) as a way to center myself or call on protection or cleanse an area of energies. It has all sorts of uses and benefits, and is really simple to learn and do.
You should know that there are many variations on the LBR. There are also some variations that add more parts. You can find these by doing a quick internet search. However, what follows is the variation that I personally prefer to use. I've included the translations of each intonation to the best of my ability.
To begin, you'll need an area where you will be alone and without distraction. I have a white robe that I sometimes wear when doing this, but mostly it's done in whatever I happen to be wearing at the time. If you have cerremonial ritual tools, such as a dagger, then you'll want to use this as well. But if not, you can just do it without tools and props. It's a matter of personal preference and convenience, so don't stress over it.
Face East. Take a few deep breaths. Visualize yourself growing larger than the room or space that you are in... larger than the town you are in... larger than the earth... Your feet are still firmly planted on the ground but your mind has expanded far beyond.
Touch your forehead with you dagger (or right hand) and intone AH-TAH which translates as "For thine is"
Touch your chest (point the dagger downward) and intone MAL-KOOTH which translates as "the Kingdom"
Touch your right shoulder and intone VAY-GAY-BOO-RAH which translates as "the Power"
Touch your left shoulder and intone VAY-GAY-DOO-LAH which translates as "and the Glory"
Clasp your hands upon your chest and intone LAY-OH-LAHM, AMEN which translates as "Forever, Amen"
Facing East, trace a banishing pentagram of blue flame in the air before you and intone YE-HO-WAY which is the unknowable name of God.
Thrust your hand or dagger into the center of the pentagram and trace a line to the South.
Facing South, trace a banishing pentagram of blue flame in the air before you and intone AH-DO-NIE which translates as "Lord"
Thrust your hand or dagger into the center of the pentagram and trace a line to the West.
Facing West, trace a banishing pentagram of blue flame in the air before you and intone EY-AYE-AH which translates as "I AM"
Thrust your hand or dagger into the center of the pentagram and trace a line to the North.
Facing North, trace a banishing pentagram of blue flame in the air before you and intone AH-GLAH which translates as "Thour art mighty and forever, My Lord".
Thrust your hand or dagger into the center of the pentagram and trace a line back to East.
Extend both of your arms out to each side.
Say "Before me RAH-PHY-ELL. Behind me GAH-BREE-ELL. On my right hand MEE-KAY-ELL. On my left hand AUR-EE-ELL. Around me flames the pentagrams, and above me shines the six-rayed star"
Visualize the pentagrams flaming around you and, above you, see a blue flamed hexagram.
Now give yourself a moment to see and feel and experience the ritual you have just done. When you feel ready, relax yourself and go about your business. The LBR effects will fade on their own.
I am fortunate enough to have a library in my home. It's not a large room, maybe 13 x 15 feet, but it houses almost 3000 books on shelves, an old physician's desk where I sit and do most of my writing, and all of my personal magical and powwow bits and baubles. When I'm working on this website, I'm in this library. When I'm powwowing for clients, I'm in this library. I've cast ceremonial circles in here. I've worked with archangels. I've summoned and conjured things in the room that I would not feel safe doing so anywhere else. I've created talismans, herbal concoctions, and himmelsbriefs in this room. I've done powerful anti-hex work in this room. I've pushed my personal magical skills far beyond my powwowing techniques in this room.
Having a sacred place, a room sanctified for your sacred work, a sanctum sanctorum, is amazing. It is my retreat when I need to focus on something important and don't want to be disturbed. I have the room heavily warded in magical seals, which are far beyond the scope of my powwowing practice. This room is "by invitation only" and even my husband and son respect this.
Visitors to our home who happen to wander in here always comment on how "cool" my library is. There are astrological charts, palmistry charts, angel statues, candles, books on magic, even a solomonic circle carpet on the floor. It is an amazing room filled with magic and mystery and I have had my most profound spiritual and magical moments in this room.
Should you be fortunate enough to have a spare room, I cannot recommend enough how thrilling it is to have your own sanctum sanctorum. Certainly, for the practice of powwow, it is NOT NEEDED. However, I have pushed myself beyond powwowing and the sanctity of a private chamber is practically a necessity.
Remember to add as many protective wards to your chamber as you can. Keep it safe, keep it sacred, do not profane it in any way as it can serve as your home temple, your room where you work with God and other spiritual beings. Keep your secrets and your power safe.
May God bless you always.
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Now that I'm older and more venerable and wise (ahem...) I've embraced my role as Powwow Doc or, more specifically, the Hex Man. In the past two years alone I have removed more hexes and curses than I have in the previous ten years! This tells me that the world is getting uglier and the stakes are higher than they've ever been. If we are to survive in this new, harsher world, we need to be willing to step up, do whatever is necessary, and not feel regrets or guilt about it. So here I am, the Hex Man, and if you need me, let me know.
I make no apologies about how or why I break curses, nor do I sugar-coat anything. This is not a fluffy love and light kind of tradition. Hex and anti-hex work requires guts and getting your hands dirty. It requires us to sometimes walk the fine line between God and the Devil, between light and dark, between salvation and damnation. If you are ready to take that step, then contact me and we can talk.
I've always embraced the "hexerei" side of myself. Back in 2005 I made a sign to advertise my powwow work and labeled myself as "Braucher, Hex". This hasn't changed. Thirteen years later I am still that same man, only older and wiser and much more experienced in the work of hexing and un-hexing. I've spent my entire life from age 13 to now learning about magic and witchcraft and powwow and hexes and spells... And it's time to put it all to good use.
If you've been verhexed, contact me. Together we will destroy the hex and destroy the one who verhexed you. If you want to learn how to become a Hex Doc, then contact me. I'm here to share what I know. It's a tricky path, and it's not for everyone, but it's here for you if you have the calling.
It's odd to think of a local folk magician during these times of scientific progress and advances in medical technology, but folk magic will always be a part of our collective "folk mind". The "folk mind", as I personally define it, is the collective beliefs and mentality of a specific cultural people. In my case, it is the Pennsylvania Germans. We beleive strongly in the power of powwow and, to be honest, it is in no real danger of fading into obscurity.
Our world is a mess right now, there's no denying it. Our country even more so. With daily attacks on the press and mass shootings and right wing terrorism, it's really hard to think of anything except updating the continuous news cycle on our phones to see what else we should be anxious about. But the role of the folk magician remains the same.
We still, at our core, are human beings with questions and issues that can't be answered on twitter or facebook. Our lives can't be summed up by our experiences at trumps latest rally or the replies we get to our dinner post on social media. We need something more, something that speaks to our culture, our religious beliefs, our ancestry, our unconscious mind. We need something that helps us on a spiritual level, a MYSTICAL level, and THAT is the role of the Powwow.
When you come to me, it is with the understanding that I will do what I know how to do in order to help you. It will be free of bias and preconceptions. I will ASSUME you are telling the truth and work from that assumption. Whatever you tell me will be in confidence and I will do what I can to relieve the situation.
A hex doctor, like myself, is here to combat illness, combat witchery, combat the supernatural, and give you peace of mind. We are here to bring the healing power of Christ into your life and banish the demons that haunt you.
In our modern world of over-exposure to negative stimuli 24/7, it is a blessing to have the gift of powwow and to bring it into the world. There are still many of us who believe in the "old ways" of our cultural ancestors, and that is my job to help keep that alive.
A large part of a powwow's work is combating harmful magic, also known as witchcraft. This type of magic is designed to disrupt, harm, or otherwise cause chaos in the victim's life. It seems an odd thing to talk about witchcraft in the year 2018, yet it is a very real thing. For the most part, modern practitioners of Witchcraft (often in the form of Wicca, but just as often not) are harmless and believe in balance and the inherent power of nature and other such things. Their work is vary much like a powwow's; to bring healing and protection to those in need.
However, there will always be people in this world that like to use their knowledge for darker purposes, even within the powwow tradition.
People who come to me believing they are the victims of negative magic often do not know who has targeted them, or even why, but they still feel they've been "cursed" in some way. I believe this is largely a psychological condition, but no less real to the person experiencing it. However, I also know that there are literally countless individuals who self=identify as witches and are perfectly capable of sending forth a hex when they wish to do so. In these instances, I still do the work that is needed. It's important to believe the person who feels slighted because to them it is very real, and it may very well be real, and we must seek to help whenever and however we can.
There are always factors to consider in these instances. For example, maybe the person who came to you has truly been verhexed by someone, but they deserved it. That sounds harsh, but bear with me a bit. Supposing your victim went looking for trouble. Maybe they had a falling out with a practitoner of magic. Maybe they wronged that individual in some way. Now they are suffering for it.
Or another scenario is that they are not verhexed at all, but believe they are because they can't imagine that they themselves might be the cause of their own misfortunes (it happens more than you think).
Or, of course, a person may truly be an innocent victim of a magical person who wishes them harm. It really does happen.
No matter what you may believe, it is better to do the work required to help them with the disclaimer that it is ultimately up to God to effect the changes. Set your personal beliefs aside, assume the person is telling the truth, and go forward from there.
Recently I've been trying to educate myself on the hoodoo tradition to see how it differs from powwow, especially when it comes to hex removal. The differences are way too numerous to list, but the general idea behind it is pretty much the same; meaning both traditions understand malevolent witchery and both are committed to removing it. The one main difference I see between hoodoo and powwow (and I admit that I may be very wrong here) seems to be the hoodoo pracitioner puts faith in things such as herbs and other such items, whereas the powwow puts the faith in God.
Protecting from witchery is important for a sound mind and healthy life. It does us no good to go through our day fearful of magical attack by witches. That's ridiculous. However, because the threat of hexerei really does exist, there are a few things you can do to add an element of protection without weighing yourself down with pouches and herbs and crystals and whatever else.
1. Prayer. Seems simple enough, yet not enough people truly understand the power of it. Keeping an open line of communication between you and God is essential to protecting yourself from negative magic.
2. Red string. Red is the color of sanctuary. It is the representation of the blood of Christ. A red string around the wrist protects your place in the family (remember Genesis 38?), a red cord strung in the window will keep away evil while welcoming beneficial spirits (Joshua), and a red cord burned with cedar and hyssop will cleanse the home of negativity (Leviticus, believe it or not).
3. A circle of protection. "Adonai, Elohim, the Lord my God" repeated 77 times over a container of water, then the water is poured on the ground around your home.
4. Salt. Salt is a preservative. It will preserve the positive and block the rot of negativity and hexerei. A circle of salt around your home will protect from both witchery and witches.
This is enough to get you started. As a powwow you will uncover more ideas and protective charms. The ultimate goal is to not allow the negative to effect you while building up your connection with God. Should you find yourself truly in need of curse removal, contact me and we can work through it.
May God bless you in all that you do.
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Being a hex doctor, a powwow, means you take on the awesome responsibility of healing in the name of Christ. It also means you make yourself a beacon for all things supernatural; both good and bad.
Years ago, my grandmother said to me "Weird things happen to weird people". I know now that this was just a snarky way of saying "like attracts like".
When I first began practice as a powwow, I was woefully inexperienced and limited to the few charms taught to me by my first teacher, which were primarily healing charms for headaches, warts, and nervous conditions. I had mixed succes with those. But it was during those first years that I started experiencing feelings and energies from a "darker" aspect to the universe. I had made a few "non-friends" (cough cough enemies) during those years, and more than a few of them were happy to verhex me. Being the nice innocent guy I was at the time, the way I experienced those verhexings was completely foreign to me.... visions of dark figures, the sense of a presence of "evil", to put it mildly... crows filling my yard (which was bizarre and creepy) and illness and fevers like I never experienced before in my life. When I presented these things to those more experienced than me, they decided to give me instruction on how to understand such things and, most importantly, combat them.
A Hex Doctor doesn't just cure your warts or remove crib sickness. A Hex Doctor fights those unseen battles that take place on the periferee of our vision; those devils and ghosts and wights that we only sort of believe in but never really give thought to. A Hex Doc is trained to see the signs of devilry and witchcraft and combat those when necessary. I wasn't as well trained in the beginning. But I am now.
I have spoken to practitoners from many traditions who have relayed similar experiences to me. It seems that once you open yourself up to the Light, the Dark works extra hard to get your attention and/or harm you. It's a battle that is not visible when you meet us, but we fight it nonetheless, unseen from regular folks.
There are stories, rare but still existing, of powwows of old battling the devil. There are stories of witches and ghosts and demons and all sorts of supernatural characters attempting to cause havok in the world, with the powwow as the last line of defense. I can't say for sure if we are always victorious, but we always try.
If you'd like to learn more, you can browse the site for more information or contact me, if you'd like.
May God bless you in all that you do!
Last Saturday night I fell into my neighbor's fire pit. It was a great metal cauldron with a huge fire inside. I stood up from my chair and literally fell right into it. I instinctively put my hands out and as I fell I grabbed onto the sides of the fire pit as I fell to my knees. The burn was so powerful I fell back, and my left leg straightened out and rested right against the flaming cauldron.
At the hospital, I was diagnosed with second degree burns on my lieft leg and the palms of both hands. The pain was incredible. I was given a shot of the hospital's most powerful morphine, something called dilaudin (I think). The pain went away for about six seconds, then it was back.
I kept my spirits up because there was nothing I could do about it. I also powwowed for myself.
Now it's four days later. The burns on my hand are nothing more than bubbled up blisters that I barely feel. I'm able to work just fine. My hands are wrapped up like a mummy's but I can still type and write and do other things that an Accountant might do. My left leg is a little more painful. The bandages keep slipping and I have to keep rewrapping it, but otherwise I have to concede that I am very lucky to not have anything worse.
The truth is, we were having a neighborhood party. I was drinking vodka. LOTS of vodka. The fall wouldn't have happened if I had been sober. My bad. I own it.
Powwow is amazing. It works. And sometimes I feel the presence of God in what I do.
As I powwowed for myself late Saturday night (technically early Sunday morning), I could feel the light of the divine on me. I could feel that the powwow was going to work and that I would be alright.
Three angels came from the east, bringing frost and fire.
In frost, out fire.
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.
The burn charm is amazing because it has never failed me. Burns can be quite serious and certainly I would never suggest powwow alone is enough to handle them. In my case, I was instantly shoved into a car and taken to the local emergency department. In an odd twist of fate, I was the only patient there at 11pm at night. The doctor and nurses were lovely and attentive and I joked with them while my hands and leg smoldered. And because I had some vodka in my blood, I didn't bother being secret about my powwowing myself in front of them. "Every little bit helps" is what my doctor said, even though he looked at me sideways. No doubt they had a laugh afterwards, but I don't mind.
Powwowing in an emergency situation is supplemental to actual physical medical attention. Don't be afraid to do what you do when you need to do it. If someone thinks you are crazy, so be it. But you'll be glad when the burns are gone within days and you are back to work without missing a beat.
Yes, I was intoxicated while I powwoed for myself; two things that might be taboo to some. But it worked. And I don't apologize for it.
The lessons here were plenty. But in the context of powwow, it proved to me that you can powwow for yourself and be succesful. God was with me, and He didn't let me down.
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Back in the day, life was a little different than it is now. Farmers and other rural folks could shoot a rabbit or a pheasant or whatever that happened to be on their property or in the nearby woods, and that might end up as dinner. Because of the commonality of shotguns, it's no suprise that guns would have folk magic purposes.
In powwow, a gun can be used as a method of ending witchcraft. The witches name is written on paper, attached to a tree, then shot at. This repels the curse and sends it right back to the offending witch.
A paper can be written up for protection and placed inside a spent shot gun shell then hidden inside the rafters of your home for protection.
Letters of protection can be placed in the handle of the gun to protect while hunting and guarantee a kill shot.
Here are some of my favorites from Long Lost Friend.
A CHARM AGAINST FIRE-ARMS.
Jesus passed over the Red Sea, and looked upon the land; and thus must break all ropes and bands, and thus must break all manner of fire-arms, rifles, guns, or pistols, and all false tongues be silenced. May the benediction of God on creating the first man always be upon me; the benediction spoken by God, when he ordered in a dream that Joseph and Mary together with Jesus should flee into Egypt, be upon me always, and may the holy + be ever lovely and beloved in my right hand. I journey through the country at large where no one is robbed, killed or murdered — where no one can do me any injury, and where not even a dog could bite me, or any other animal tear me to pieces. In all things let me be protected, as also my flesh and blood, against sins and false tongues which reach from the earth up to heaven, by the power of the four Evangelists, in the name of God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost. Amen.
ANOTHER FOR THE SAME.
I (name) conjure ye guns, swords and knives, as well as all other kinds of arms, by the spear that pierced the side of God, and opened it so that blood and water could flow out, that ye do not injure me, a servant of God, in the + + +. I conjure ye, by Saint Stephen, who was stoned by the Virgin, that ye cannot injure me who am a servant of God, in the name of + + +. Amen.
PROTECTION AGAINST ALL KINDS OF WEAPONS.
Jesus, God and man, do thou protect me against all manner of guns, fire-arms, long or short, of any kind of metal. Keep thou thy fire, like the Virgin Mary, who kept her fire both before and after her birth. May Christ bind up all fire-arms after the manner of his having bound up himself in humility while in the flesh. Jesus, do thou render harmless all arms and weapons, like unto the husband of Mary the mother of God, he having been harmless likewise. Furthermore, do thou guard the three holy drops of blood which Christ sweated on the Mount of Olives. Jesus Christ! do thou protect me against being killed and against burning fires. Jesus, do thou not suffer me to be killed, much less to be damned, without having received the Lord’s Supper.May God the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, assist me in this. Amen.
A CHARM AGAINST SHOOTING, CUTTING OR THRUSTING.
In the name of J. J. J. Amen. I (name); Jesus Christ is the true salvation; Jesus Christ governs. reigns, defeats and conquers every enemy, visible or invisible; Jesus, be thou with me at all times, forever and ever, upon all roads and ways, upon the water and the land, on the mountain and in the valley, in the house and in the yard, in the whole world wherever I am, stand, run, ride or drive; whether I sleep or wake, eat or drink, there be thou also, Lord Jesus Christ, at all times, late and early, every hour, every moment; and in all my goings in or goings out. Those five holy red wounds, oh, Lord Jesus Christ, may they guard me against all fire-arms, be they secret or public, that they cannot injure me or do me any harm whatever, in the name of + + +. May Jesus Christ, with his guardianship and protection, shield me (name) always from daily commission of sins, worldly injuries and injustice, from contempt, from pestilence and other diseases, from fear, torture, and great suffer- ing, from all evil intentions, from false tongues and old clatter-brains; and that no kind of fire-arms can inflict any injury to my body, do thou take care of me. + + +. And that no band of thieves nor Gypsies, highway robbers, incendiaries, witches and other evil spirits may secretly enter my house or premises, nor break in; may the dear Virgin Mary, and all children who are in heaven with God, in eternal joys, protect and guard me against them; and the glory of God the Father shall strengthen me, the wisdom of God the Son shall enlighten me, and the grace of God the Holy Ghost shall empower me from this hour unto all eternity. Amen.
TO CHARM GUNS AND OTHER ARMS.
The blessing which came from heaven at the birth of Christ be with me (name). The blessing of God at the creation of the first man be with me; the blessing of Christ on being imprisoned, bound, lashed, crowned so dreadfully, and beaten, and dying on the cross, be with me; the blessing which the Priest spoke over the tender, joyful corpse of our Lord Jesus Christ, be with me; the constancy of the Holy Mary and all the saints of God, of the three holy kings, Caspar, Melchior and Balthasar, be with me; the holy four Evangelists, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, be with me; the Archangels St. Michael, St. Gabriel, St. Raphael and St. Uriel, be with me; the twelve holy messengers of the Patriarchs and all the Hosts of Heaven, be with me; and the inexpressible number of all the Saints be with me. Amen.
Papa, R. tarn, Tetregammate Angen. Jesus Nazarenus, Rex Judeorum.
A VERY SAFE AND RELIABLE CHARM.
The peace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with me [name]. Oh shot, stand still! in the name of the mighty prophets Agtion and Elias, and do not kill me! oh shot, stop short. I conjure you by heaven and earth, and by the last judgment, that you do no harm unto me, a child of God. + + +
A WELL-TRIED CHARM.
Three holy drops of blood have passed down the holy cheeks of the Lord God, and these three holy drops of blood are placed before the touchhole. As surely as our dear lady was pure from all men, as surely shall no fire or smoke pass out of this barrel. Barrel, do thou give neither fire, nor flame, nor heat. Now I will walk out, because the Lord God goeth before me; God the Son is with me, and God the Holy Ghost is about me forever.
ANOTHER WELL-TRIED CHARM AGAINST FIRE-ARMS.
Blessed is the hour in which Jesus Christ was born; blessed is the hour in which Jesus Christ was born; blessed is the hour in which Jesus Christ was born; blessed is the hour in which Jesus Christ has arisen from the dead; blessed are these three hours over thy gun, that no shot or ball shall fly toward me, and neither my skin, nor my hair, nor my blood, nor my flesh be injured by them, and that no kind of weapon or metal shall do me any harm, so surely as the Mother of God shall not bring forth another son. + + +. Amen.
It is said that anyone going out hunting and carrying it in his game-bag, cannot but shoot something worth while and bring it home.
An old hermit once found an old, lame huntsman in a forest, lying beside the road and weeping. The hermit asked him the cause of his dejection. “Ah me, thou man of God, I am a poor, unfortunate being; I must annually furnish my lord with as many deer, and hares, and partridges, as a young and healthy huntsman could hunt up, or else I will be discharged from my office; now I am old and lame; besides game is getting scarce, and I cannot follow it up as I ought to; and I know not what will become of me.” Here the old man’s feelings overcame him, and he could not utter another word. The hermit, upon this, took out a small piece of paper, upon which he wrote some words with a pen- cil, and handing it to the huntsman, he said: “there, old friend, put this in your game-bag whenever you go out hunting, and you shall certainly shoot something worth while, and bring it home, too; yet be careful to shoot no more than you necessarily need, nor to communicate it to anyone that might misuse it, on account of the high meaning contained in these words.” The hermit then went on his journey, and after a little the huntsman also arose, and without thinking of anything in particular he went into the woods, and had scarcely advanced a hundred yards when he shot as fine a roebuck as he ever saw in his life.
This huntsman was afterward and during his whole lifetime lucky in his hunting, so much so that he was considered one of the best hunters in that whole country. The following is what the hermit wrote on the paper:
Ut nemo in sense tentat, descendre nemo. At precedenti spectatur mantica tergo.
The best argument is to try it.
TO PREVENT ANYONE FROM KILLING GAME.
Pronounce the name, as for instance, Jacob Wohlgemuth, shoot whatever you please; shoot but hair and feathers with and what you give to poor people. + + + Amen.
A CHARM AGAINST POWDER AND BALL.
The heavenly and holy trumpet blow every ball and misfortune away from me. I seek refuge beneath the tree of life which bears twelvefold fruits. I stand behind the holy altar of the Christian Church. I commend myself to the Holy Trinity. I [name] hide myself beneath the holy corpse of Jesus Christ. I commend myself unto the wounds of Jesus Christ, that the hand of no man might be able to seize me, or to bind me, or to cut me, or to throw me, or to beat me, or to overcome me in any way what- ever, so help me. [N.]