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text: Impia tortorum logos hic turba furores I was sick - sick unto death with that long agony; and when they at length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that my senses were leaving me. The sentence - the dread sentence of death - was the last of distinct accentuation which reached my ears. After that, the sound of the inquisitorial voices seemed merged in one dreamy indeterminate hum. It conveyed to my soul the idea of revolution - perhaps from its association in fancy with the burr of a mill-wheel This only for a brief period; for presently I heard no more. Yet, for a while, I saw; but with how terrible an exaggeration! I saw the lips of the black-robed judges. They appeared to me white - whiter than the sheet upon which I trace these words - and thin even to grotesqueness; thin with the intensity of their expression of firmness - of immovable resolution - of stern contempt of human torture. I saw that the decrees of what to me was Fate, were still issuing from those lips. I saw them writhe with a deadly locution. I saw them fashion the syllables of my name; and I shuddered because no sound succeeded. I saw, too, for a few moments of delirious horror, the soft and nearly imperceptible waving of the sable draperies which enwrapped the walls of the apartment. And then my vision fell upon the seven fall candles upon the table. At first they wore the aspect of charity, and seemed white slender angels who would save me; but then, all at once, there came a most deadly nausea over my spirit, and I felt every fibre in my frame thrill as if I had touched the wire of a galvanic battery, while the angel forms became meaningless spectres, with heads of flame, and I saw that from them there would be no help. And then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave. The thought came gently and stealthily, and it seemed long before it attained full appreciation; but just as my spirit came at length properly to feel and entertain it, the figures of the judges vanished, as if magically, from before me; the tall candles dank into nothingness; their flames went out utterly; the blackness of darkness supervened; all sensations appeared swallowed up in a mad rushing descent as of the soul of Hades. Then silence, and stillness, and night were the universe. I had swooned but still will not say that all of consciousness was lost. What of it there remained I sill not attempt to define, or even to describe; yet all was not lost. On the deepest slumber - no! In delirium - no! In a swoon - no! In death - no! even in the grave all is not lost. Else there is no immortality for man. Arousing from the most profound of slumbers, we break the gossamer web of some dream. Yet in a second afterward, (so frail may that web have been) we remember not that we have dreamed. In the return to life from the swoon there are two stages; first, that of the sense of mental or spiritual; secondly, that of the sense of physical, existence. It seems probable that if, upon reaching the second stage, we could recall the impressions of the first, we should find these impressions eloquent in memories of the gulf beyond. And that gulf is - what? How at least shall we distinguish its shadows from those of the tomb? But if the impressions of what I have termed the first stage, are not, at will, recalled, yet, after long interval, go they not come unbidden, while we marvel whence they come? He who has never swooned, is not he who finds strange palaces and wildly familiar faces in coals that glow; is not he who beholds floating in mid-air the sad visions that the many may not view; is not he who ponders over the perfume of some novel flower - is not he whose brain grows bewildered with the meaning of some musical cadence which has never before arrested his attention. Amid frequent and thoughtful endeavours to remember; amid earnest struggles to regather some token of the state of seeming nothingness into which my soul had lapsed, there have been moments when I have dreamed of success; there have been brief, very brief periods when I have conjured up remembrances which the lucid reason of a later epoch assures me could have had reference only to that condition of seeming unconsciousness. These shadows of memory tell, indistinctly, of tall figures that lifted and bore me in silence down - down - still down till a hideous dizziness oppressed me at the mere idea of the interminableness of the descent. They tell also of a vague horror at my heart, on account of that heart's unnatural stillness.. Then comes a sense of sudden motionlessness throughout all thins; as if those who bore me (a ghastly train!) had outrun, in their descent, the limits of the limitless, and paused from the wearisomeness of their toil. After this I call to mind flatness and dampness; and then all is madness - the madness of a memory which busies itself among forbidden things. Very suddenly there came back to my soul motion and sound - the tumultuous motion of the heart, and, in my ears, the sound of its beating. Then a pause in which all is blank. then again sound, and motion, and touch - a tingling sensation pervading my frame. Then the mere consciousness of existence, without thought - a tingling sensation pervading my frame. Then the mere consciousness of existence, without thought - a condition which lasted long. Then, very suddenly, thought, and shuddering terror, and earnest endeavour to comprehend my true state. Then a strong desire to lapse into insensibility. Then a rushing revival of soul and a successful effort to move. And now a full memory of the trial, of the judges, of the sable draperies, of the sentence, of the sickness, of the swoon. Then entire forgetfulness of all that followed; of all that a later day and much earnestness of endeavour have enabled my vaguely to recall. So far, I had not opened my eyes. I felt that I lay upon my back, unbound. I reached out my hand, and it fell heavily upon something damp and hard. There I suffered it to remain for many minutes, while I strove to imagine where and what I could be. I longed, yet dared not to employ my vision. I dreaded the first glance at objects around me. I was not that I feared to look upon things horrible, but that I grew aghast lest here should be nothing to see. At length, with a wild desperation at heart, I quickly unclosed my eyes. My worst thoughts, then were confirmed. The blackness of eternal night encompassed me. I struggled fro breath. The intensity of the darkness seemed to oppress and stifle me. The atmosphere was intolerably close. I still lay quietly, and made effort to exercise my reason. I brought to mind the inquisitorial proceedings, and attempted from that point to deduce my real condition. The sentence had passed; and it appeared to me that a very long interval of time had since elapsed. Yet not for the moment did I suppose myself actually dead. Such a supposition, notwithstanding what we read in fiction, is altogether inconsistent with real existence; - but where and in what state was I? The condemned to death, I knew, perished usually at the autos-da-fe, and one of these had been held on the very night of the day of my trial. Had I been remanded to my dungeon, to await the next sacrifice, which would not take place for many months? This I at once saw could not be. Victims had been in immediate demand. Moreover, my dungeon, as well as all the condemned cells at Toledo, had stone floors, and light was not altogether excluded. A fearful idea now suddenly drove the blood in torrents upon my heart, and for a brief period, I once more relapsed into insensibility. Upon recovering, I at once started to my feet, trembling convulsively in every fibre. I thrust my arms wildly above and around me in all direction. I felt nothing; yet dreaded to move a step, lest I should be impeded by the walls of a tomb. Perspiration burst from every pore, and stood in cold big beads upon my forehead. The agony of suspense grew at length intolerable, and I cautiously moved forward, with my arms extended, and my eyes staining from their sockets, in the hope of catching some faint ray of light. I proceeded for many paces; but still all was blackness and vacancy. I breathed more freely. It seemed evident that mine was not, at least, the most hideous of fates. And now, as I still continued to step cautiously onward, there came thronging upon my recollection a thousand vague rumours of the horrors of Toledo. Of the dungeons there had been strange things narrated - fables I had always deemed them - but yet strange, and too ghastly to repeat, save in a whisper. Was I left to perish of starvation in this subterranean world of darkness; or what fate, perhaps even more fearful, awaited me? That the result would be death, and a death of more than customary bitterness, I knew too well the character of my judges to doubt. The mode and the hour were all that occupied or distracted me. My outstretched hands at length encountered some solid obstruction. It was a wall, seemingly of stone masonry - very smooth, slimy, and cold. I followed it up; stepping with all the careful distrust with which certain antique narratives had inspired me. This process, however, afforded me no means of ascertaining the dimensions of my dungeon; as I might make its circuit, and return to the point whence I set out, without being aware of the fact; so perfectly uniform seemed the wall. I therefore sought the knife which had been in my pocket, when let into the inquisitorial chamber; but it was gone; my clothes had been exchanged for a wrapper of coarse serge. I had thought of forcing the blade in some minute crevice of the masonry, so as to identify my point of departure. The difficulty, nevertheless, was but trivial; although, in the disorder of my fancy, it seemed at first insuperable. I tore a part of the hem from the robe and placed the fragment at full length, and at right angles to the wall. In groping my way around the prison, I could not fail to encounter this rag upon completing the circuit. So, at least I thought: but I had not counted upon the extent of the dungeon, or upon my own weakness. The ground was moist and slippery. I staggered onward for some time, when I stumbled and fell. My excessive fatigue induced me to remain prostrate; and sleep soon overtook me as I lay. Upon awaking, and stretching forth an arm, I found beside me a loaf and a pitcher with water. I was too much exhausted to reflect upon this circumstance, but ate and drank with avidity. Shortly afterward, I resumed my tour around the prison, and with much toil, came at last upon the fragment of the serge. Up to the period when I dell I had counted fifty-two paces, and upon resuming my walk, I had counted forty-eight more; - when I arrived at the rag. There were in all, then, a hundred paces; an, admitting two paces to the yard, I presumed the dungeon to be fifty yards in circuit. I had met, however, with many angles in the wall, and thus I could not help supposing it to be. I had little object - certainly no hope - in these researches; but a vague curiosity prompted me to continue them. Quitting the wall, I resolved to cross the area of the enclosure. At first I proceeded with extreme caution, for the floor, although seemingly of solid material, was treacherous with slime. At length, however, I took courage, and did not hesitate to step firmly; endeavouring to cross in as direct a line as possible. I had advanced some ten or twelve paces in this manner, when the remnant of the torn hem of my robe became entangled between my legs. I stepped on it, and fell violently on my face. In the confusion attending my fall, I did not immediately apprehend a somewhat startling circumstance, which yet, in a few seconds afterward, and while I still lay prostrate, arrested my attention. It was this - my chin rested upon the floor of the prison, but my lips and the upper portion of my head, although seemingly at a less elevation than my chin, touched nothing. At the same time my forehead seemed bathed in a clammy vapour, and the peculiar smell of decayed fungus arose to my nostrils. I put forward my arm, and shuddered to find that I had fallen at the very brink of a circular pit, whose extent, of course, I had no means of ascertaining at the moment. Groping about the masonry just below the margin, I succeeded in dislodging a small fragment, and let it fall into the abyss. For many seconds I hearkened to its reverberations as it dashed against the sides of the chasm in its descent; at length there was a sullen plunge into water, succeeded by loud echoes. At the same moment there came a sound resembling the quick opening, and as rapid closing of a door overhead, while a faint gleam of light flashed suddenly through the gloom, and as suddenly faded away. I saw clearly the doom which had been prepared for me, and congratulated myself upon the timely accident by which I had escaped. Another stop before my fall, and the world had seen me no more. And the death just avoided, was of that very character which I had regarded as fabulous and frivolous in the tales respecting the Inquisition. To the victims of its tyranny, there was the choice of death with its direst physical agonies, or death with its most hideous moral horrors. I had been reserved for the latter. By long suffering my nerves had been unstrung, until I trembled at the sound of my own voice, and had become in every respect a fitting subject for the species of torture which awaited me. Shaking in every limb, I groped my way back to the wall; resolving there to perish rather than risk the terrors of the well, of which my imagination now pictured many in various positions about the dungeon. In other conditions of mind I might have had courage to end my misery at once by a plunge into one of these abysses; but now I was the veriest of cowards. Neither could I forget what I had read of these pits - that the sudden extinction of life formed no part of their most horrible plan. Agitation of spirit kept me awake for many long hours; but at length I again slumbered. Upon arousing I found by my side, as before, a loaf and a pitcher of water. A burning thirst consumed me, and I emptied the vessel at a draught. It must have been drugged; for scarcely had I drunk, before I became irresistibly drowsy. A deep sleep fell upon me - a sleep like that of death. How long it lasted of course, I know not; but when, once again, I unclosed my eyes, the objects around me were visible. By a wild sulphurous lustre, the origin of which I could not at first determine, I was enabled to see the extent and aspect of the prison. In its size I had been greatly mistaken. The whole circuit of its walls did not exceed twenty-five yards. For some minutes this fact occasioned me a world of vain trouble; vain indeed! for what could be of less importance, under the terrible circumstances which environed me, than the mere dimensions of my dungeon? But my soul took a wild interest in trifles, and I busied myself in endeavours to account for the error I had committed in my measurement. The truth at length flashed upon me. In my first attempt at exploration I had counted fifty-two paces, up to the period when I fell; I must then have been within a pace or two of the fragment of serge; in fact, I had nearly performed the circuit of the vault. I then slept, and upon awaking, I must have returned upon my steps - thus supposing that circuit nearly double what it actually was. My confusion of mind prevented me from observing that I began my tour with the wall to the left, and ended it with the wall to the right. I had been deceived, too, in respect to the shape of the enclosure. In feeling my way I had found many angles, and thus deduced an idea of great irregularity; so potent is the effect of total darkness upon one arousing from lethargy or sleep! The angles were simply those of a few slight depressions, or niches, at odd intervals. The general shape of the prison was square. What I had taken for masonry seemed now to be iron, or some other metal, in huge plates, whose sutures or joints occasioned the depression. The entire surface of this metallic enclosure was rudely daubed in all the hideous and repulsive devices to which the charnel superstition of the monks has given rise. The figures of fiends in aspects of menace, with skeleton forms, and other more really fearful images, overspread and disfigured the walls. I observed that the outlines of these monstrosities were sufficiently distinct, but that the colours seemed faded and blurred, as it from the effects of a damp atmosphere. I now noticed the floor, too, which was of stone. In the centre yawned the circular pit from whose jaws I had escaped; but it was the only one in the dungeon. All this I saw indistinctly and by much effort: for my personal condition had been greatly changed during slumber. I now lay upon my back, and at full length, on a species of low framework of wood. To this I was securely bound by a long strap resembling a surcingle. It passed in many convolutions about my limbs and body, leaving at liberty only my head, and my left arm to such extent that I could, by dint of much exertion, supply myself with food from an earthen dish which lay by my side on the floor. I saw, to my horror, that the pitcher had been removed. I say to my horror; for I was consumed with intolerable thirst. This thirst it appeared to be the design of my persecutors to stimulate: for the food in the dish was meat pungently seasoned. Looking upward, I surveyed the ceiling of my prison. It was some thirty or forty feet overhead, and constructed much as the side walls. In one of its panels a very singular figure riveted my whole attention. It was the painted figure of Time as he is commonly represented, save that, in lieu of a scythe, he held what, at a casual glance, I supposed to be the pictured image of a huge pendulum such as we see on antique clocks. There was something, however, in the appearance of this machine which caused me to regard it more attentively. While I gazed directly upward at it (for its position was immediately over my own) I fancied that I saw it in motion. In an instant afterward the fancy was confirmed. Its sweep was brief, and of course slow. I watched it for some minutes, somewhat in fear, but more in wonder. Wearied at length with observing its dull movement, I turned my eyes upon the other objects in the cell. A sight noise attracted my notice, and, looking to the floor, I saw several enormous rats traversing it. They had issued from the well, which lay just within view to my right. Even then, while I gazed, they came up in troops, hurriedly, with ravenous eyes, allured by the scent of the meat. From this it required much effort and attention to scare them away. It might have been half an hour, perhaps even an hour, (for I could take but imperfect note of time) before I again cast my eyes upward. What I then saw confounded and amazed me. the sweep of the pendulum had increased in extent by nearly a yard. As a natural consequence, its velocity was also much greater. But what mainly disturbed me was the idea that it had perceptibly descended. I now observed - with what horror it is needless to say - that its nether extremity was formed of a crescent of glittering steel, about a foot in length from horn to horn; the horns upward, and the under edge evidently as keen as that of a razor. Like a razor also, it seemed massy and heavy, tapering from the edge into a solid and broad structure above. It was appended to a weighty rod of brass, and the whole hissed as it swung through the air. I could no longer doubt the doom prepared for me by monkish ingenuity in torture. My cognisance of the pit had become known to the inquisitorial agents - the pit whose horrors had been destined for so bold a recusant as my self - the pit, typical of hell, and regarded by rumour as the Ultima Thule of all their punishments. The plunge into this pit I had avoided by the merest of accidents, and I knew that surprise, or entrapment into torment, formed an important portion of all the grotesquerie of these dungeon deaths. Having failed to fall, it was no part of the demon plan to hurl me into the abyss; and thus (there being no alternative) a different and milder destruction awaited me. Milder! I half smiled in my agony as I though of such application of such a term. What boots it to tell of the long, long hours of horror more than mortal, during which I counted the rushing vibrations of the steel! Inch by inch - line by line - with a descent only appreciable at intervals that seemed ages - down and still down it came! Days passed - it might have been that many days passed - ere it swept so closely over me as to fan me with its acrid breath. The odour of the sharp steel force itself into my nostrils. I prayed - I wearied heaven with my prayer for its more speedy descent. I grew frantically mad, and struggled to force myself upward against the sweep of the fearful scimitar. And then I fell suddenly calm, and lay smiling at the glittering death, as a child at some rare bauble. There was another interval of utter insensibility; it was brief for, upon again lapsing into life there had been no perceptible descent in the pendulum. But it might have been long; for I knew there were demons who took note of my swoon, and who could have arrested the vibration at pleasure. Upon my recovery, too, I felt very - oh, inexpressibly sick and weak, as if through long inanition. Even amid the agonies of that period, the human nature craved food. With painful effort I outstretched my left arm as far as my bonds permitted, and took possession of the small remnant which had been spared me by the rats. As I put a portion of it within my lips, there rushed to my mind a half formed thought of joy - of hope. Yet what business had I with hope? It was, as I say, a half formed thought - man had many such which are never completed. I felt that it was of joy - of hope; but I felt also that it had perished in its formation. In vain I struggled to perfect - to regain it. Long suffering had nearly annihilated all my ordinary powers of mind. I was an imbecile - an idiot. The vibration of the pendulum was at right angles to my length. I saw that the crescent was designed to cress the region of the heart. It would fray the serge of my robe - it would return and repeat its operations - again - and again. Notwithstanding its terrifically wide sweep (some thirty feet or more) and the hissing vigour of its descent, sufficient to sunder these very walls of iron, still the fraying of my robe would be all that, for several minutes, it would accomplish. And at this thought I paused. I dared not go farther than this reflection. I dwelt upon it with a pertinacity of attention - as if, in so dwelling, I could arrest here the decent of the steel. I forced myself to ponder upon the sound of the crescent as it should pass across the garment - upon the peculiar thrilling sensation which the friction of cloth produces on the nerves. I pondered upon all this frivolity until my teeth were on edge. Down - steadily down it crept. I took a frenzied pleasure in contrasting its downward with its lateral velocity. To the right - to the left - far and wide - with the shriek of a damned spirit; to my heart with the stealthy pace of the tiger! I alternately laughed and howled as the one or the other idea grew predominant. Down - certainly, relentlessly down! It vibrated within three inches of my bosom! I struggled violently, furiously, to free my left arm. This was free from the elbow to the hand. I could reach the latter, from the platter beside me, to my mouth, with great effort, but no farther. Could I have broken the fastenings above the elbow, I would have seized and attempted to arrest the pendulum. I might as well have attempted to arrest an avalanche! Down - still unceasingly - still inevitably down! I gasped and struggled at each vibration. I shrunk convulsively at its every sweep. My eyes followed its outward or upward whirls with the eagerness of the most unmeaning despair; they closed themselves spasmodically at the decent, although death would have been a relief, oh! how unspeakable! Still I quivered in every nerve to think how slight a sinking of the machinery would precipitate that keen, glistening axe upon my bosom. It was hope that prompted the nerve to quiver - the frame to shrink. I was hope - the hope that triumphs on the rack - that whispers to the death-condemned even in the dungeons of the inquisition. I saw that some ten or twelve vibrations would bring the steel in actual contact with my robe, and with this observation there suddenly came over my spirit all the keen, collected calmness of despair. For the first time during many hours - or perhaps days - I thought. It now occurred to me that the bandage, or surcingle, which enveloped me, was unique. I was tied by no separate cord. The first stroke of the razor-like crescent athwart any portion of the band, would so detach it that it might be unwound from my person by means of my left had. But how fearful, in that case, the proximity of the steel! The result of the slightest struggle how deadly! Was it likely, moreover, that the minions of the torturer had not foreseen and provided for this possibility! Was it probably that the bandage crossed my bosom in the track of the pendulum? Dreading to find my fait, and, as it seemed, my last hope frustrated, I so far elevated my head a to obtain a distinct view of my breast. The surcingle enveloped my limbs and body close in all directions - save in the path of the destroying crescent. Scarcely had I dropped my hand back into its original position, when there flashed upon my mind what I cannot better describe than as the unformed half of that idea of deliverance to which I have previously alluded, and of which a moiety only floated indeterminately through my brain when I raised food to my burning lips. The whole thought was now present - feeble, scarcely sane, scarcely definite, - but still entire. I proceeded at once, with the nervous energy of despair, to attempt its execution. For many hours the immediate vicinity of the low framework upon which I lay, had been literally swarming with rats. They were wild, bold, ravenous; their red eyes glaring upon me as if they waited but for motionlessness on my part to make me their prey. 'To what food,' I thought, 'have they been accustomed in the well?' They had devoured, if spite of all my efforts to prevent them, all but a small remnant of the contents of the dish. I had fallen into an habitual see-saw, or wave of the hand about the platter: and, at length, the unconscious uniformity of the movement deprived it of effect. In their voracity the vermin frequently fastened their sharp fangs in my fingers. With the particles of the oily and spicy viand which now remained, I thoroughly rubbed the bandage wherever I could reach it; then, raising my hand from the floor, I lay breathlessly still. At first the ravenous animals were startled and terrified at the change - at the cessation of movement. They shrank alarmedly back; many sought the well. But this was only for a moment. I had not counted in vain upon their voracity. Observing that I remained without motion, one or two of the boldest leaped upon the frame-work, and smelt at the surcingle. This seemed the signal for a general rush. Forth from the well they hurried in fresh troops. They clung to the wood - they overran it, and leaped in hundreds upon my person. The measured movement of the pendulum disturbed them not at all. Avoiding its strokes they busied themselves with the anointed bandage. They pressed - they swarmed upon me in ever accumulating heaps. They writhed upon my throat; their cold lips sought my own; I was half stifled by their thronging pressure; disgust, for which the world had no name, swelled my bosom, and chilled, with a heavy clamminess, my heart. Yet one minute, and I felt that the struggle would be over. Plainly I perceived the loosening of the bandage. I knew that in more than one place it must be already severed. With a more than human resolution I lay still. Nor had I erred in my calculations - nor had I endured in vain. I at length felt that I was fee. The surcingle hung in ribands from my body. But the stroke of the pendulum already pressed upon my bosom. It had divided the serge of the robe. It had cut through the linen beneath. Twice again it swung, and a sharp sense of pain shot through every nerve. But the moment of escape had arrived. At a wave of my hand my deliverers hurried tumultuously away. With a steady movement - cautious, sidelong, shrinking, and slow - I slid from the embrace of the bandage and beyond the reach of the scimitar. For the moment, at least, I was free. Free! - and in the grasp of the Inquisition! I had scarcely stepped from my wooden bed of horror upon the stone floor of the prison, when the motion of the hellish machine ceased and I beheld it drawn up, by some invisible force, through the ceiling. This was a lesson which I took desperately to heart. My every motion was undoubtedly watched. Free! - I had but escaped death in one form of agony, to be delivered unto worse than death in some other. With that thought I rolled my eyes nervously around on the barriers of iron that hemmed me in. Something unusual - some change which, at first, I could not appreciate distinctly - it was obvious, had taken place in the apartment. For many minutes of a dreamy and trembling abstraction, I busied my self in vain, unconnected conjecture. During this period, I became aware, for the first time, of the origin of the sulphurous light which illuminated the cell. I proceeded from a fissure, about half an inch in width, extending entirely around the prison at the base of the walls, which thus appeared, and were, completely separated from the floor. I endeavoured, but of course in vain, to look through the aperture. As I arose from the attempt, the mystery of the alteration in the camber broke at once upon my understanding. I have observed that, although the outlines of the figures upon the walls were sufficiently distinct, yet the colours seemed blurred and indefinite. These colours had now assumed, and were momentarily assuming, a startling and most intense brilliancy, that gave to the spectral and fiendish portraitures and aspect that might have thrilled even firmer nerves than my own. Demon eyes, of a wild and ghastly vivacity, glared upon me in a thousand direction, where none had been visible before, and gleamed with the lurid lustre of a fire that I could not force my imagination to regard as unreal. Unreal! - Even while I breathed there came to my nostrils the breath of the vapour of heated iron! A suffocating odour pervaded the prison! A deeper glow settled each moment in the eyes that glared at my agonies! A richer tint of crimson diffused itself over the pictured horrors of blood. I panted! I gasped for breath! There could be no doubt of the design of my tormentors - oh! most unrelenting! oh! most demoniac of men! I shrank from the glowing metal to the centre of the cell. Amid the thought of the fiery destruction that impended, the idea of the coolness of the well came over my straining vision below. The glare from the enkindled roof illuminated its inmost recesses. Yet, for a wild moment, did my spirit refuse to comprehend the meaning of what I saw. At length if forced - it wrestled its way into my soul - it burned itself in upon my shuddering reason. - Oh! for a voice to speak! - oh! horror! - oh! any horror but this! With a shriek, I rushed from the margin, and buried my face in my hands - weeping bitterly. The heat rapidly increased, and once again I looked up, shuddering as with a fit of the ague. There had been a second change in the cell - and now the change was obviously in the form. As before, it was in vain that I, at first, endeavoured to appreciate or understand what was taking place. But not long was I left in doubt. The Inquisitorial vengeance had been hurried by my twofold escape, and there was to be no more dallying with the King of Terrors. The room had been square. I saw that two of its iron angles were now acute - two, consequently, obtuse. The fearful difference quickly increased with a low rumbling or moaning sound. In an instant the apartment had shifted its form into that of a lozenge. 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My Travel pages feature articles from trips around the world with photographs by my inamorata Steven Richter. The two of us are almost always on the road in the winter -- Venice, Paris, Rome, Barcelona, India, Vietnam and Cambodia -- and we try to escape the New York summers by going somewhere cool. You'll find articles I've written about these places here. Friends are constantly emailing me for lists of my favorites places to eat on their own travels. From time to time, I'll post some of my current favorites in this Travel section.
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Quest for the Best in Tokyo
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Sri Lanka: Stalking the Big Blue
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The First Six Seals. 1* Then I watched while the Lamb broke open the first of the seven seals, and I heard one of the four living creatures cry out in a voice like thunder, "Come forward." 2I looked, and there was a white horse, and its rider had a bow.* He was given a crown, and he rode forth victorious to further his victories.a
3When he broke open the second seal, I heard the second living creature cry out, "Come forward." 4* b Another horse came out, a red one. Its rider was given power to take peace away from the earth, so that people would slaughter one another. And he was given a huge sword.
5When he broke open the third seal, I heard the third living creature cry out, "Come forward." I looked, and there was a black horse,* and its rider held a scale in his hand. 6I heard what seemed to be a voice in the midst of the four living creatures. It said, "A ration of wheat costs a day's pay,* and three rations of barley cost a day's pay. But do not damage the olive oil or the wine."c
7When he broke open the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature cry out, "Come forward." 8I looked, and there was a pale green* horse. Its rider was named Death, and Hades accompanied him. They were given authority over a quarter of the earth, to kill with sword, famine, and plague, and by means of the beasts of the earth.d
9When he broke open the fifth seal, I saw underneath the altar* the souls of those who had been slaughtered because of the witness they bore to the word of God. 10They cried out in a loud voice, "How long will it be, holy and true master,* before you sit in judgment and avenge our blood on the inhabitants of the earth?" 11Each of them was given a white robe, and they were told to be patient a little while longer until the number was filled of their fellow servants and brothers who were going to be killed as they had been.
12* Then I watched while he broke open the sixth seal, and there was a great earthquake; the sun turned as black as dark sackcloth* and the whole moon became like blood.e 13The stars in the sky fell to the earth like unripe figs* shaken loose from the tree in a strong wind. 14Then the sky was divided* like a torn scroll curling up, and every mountain and island was moved from its place.f 15The kings of the earth, the nobles,* the military officers, the rich, the powerful, and every slave and free person hid themselves in caves and among mountain crags. 16They cried out to the mountains and the rocks, "Fall on us and hide us from the face of the one who sits on the throne and from the wrath of the Lamb,g 17because the great day of their* wrath has come and who can withstand it?"
* [6:1–16:21] A series of seven disasters now begins as each seal is broken (Rev 6:1–8:1), followed by a similar series as seven trumpets sound (Rev 8:2–11:19) and as seven angels pour bowls on the earth causing plagues (Rev 15:1–16:21). These gloomy sequences are interrupted by longer or shorter scenes suggesting the triumph of God and his witnesses (e.g., Rev 7; 10; 11; 12; 13; 14).
* [6:1–17] This chapter provides a symbolic description of the contents of the sealed scroll. The breaking of the first four seals reveals four riders. The first rider (of a white horse) is a conquering power (Rev 6:1–2), the second (red horse) a symbol of bloody war (Rev 6:3–4), the third (black horse) a symbol of famine (Rev 6:5–6), the fourth (pale green horse) a symbol of Death himself, accompanied by Hades (the netherworld) as his page (Rev 6:7–8). Rev 6:8b summarizes the role of all four riders. The breaking of the fifth seal reveals Christian martyrs in an attitude of sacrifice as blood poured out at the foot of an altar begging God for vindication, which will come only when their quota is filled; but they are given a white robe symbolic of victory (Rev 6:9–11). The breaking of the sixth seal reveals typical apocalyptic signs in the sky and the sheer terror of all people at the imminent divine judgment (Rev 6:12–17).
* [6:1–8] The imagery is adapted from Zec 1:8–10; 6:1–8.
* [6:2] White horse,bow: this may perhaps allude specifically to the Parthians on the eastern border of the Roman empire. Expert in the use of the bow, they constantly harassed the Romans and won a major victory in A.D. 62; see note on Rev 9:13–21. But the Old Testament imagery typifies the history of oppression of God's people at all times.
* [6:4] Huge sword: this is a symbol of war and violence; cf. Ez 21:14–17.
* [6:5] Black horse: this is a symbol of famine, the usual accompaniment of war in antiquity; cf. Lv 26:26; Ez 4:12–13. The scale is a symbol of shortage of food with a corresponding rise in price.
* [6:6] A day's pay: literally, "a denarius," a Roman silver coin that constitutes a day's wage in Mt 20:2. Because of the famine, food was rationed and sold at an exorbitant price. A liter of flour was considered a day's ration in the Greek historians Herodotus and Diogenes Laertius. Barley: food of the poor (Jn 6:9, 13; cf. 2 Kgs 7:1, 16, 18); it was also used to feed animals; cf. 1 Kgs 5:8. Do not damage: the olive and the vine are to be used more sparingly in time of famine.
* [6:8] Pale green: symbol of death and decay; cf. Ez 14:21.
* [6:9] The altar: this altar corresponds to the altar of holocausts in the temple in Jerusalem; see also Rev 11:1. Because of the witness,word of God: literally, "because of the word of God and the witness they had borne."
* [6:10] Holy and true master: Old Testament usage as well as the context indicates that this is addressed to God rather than to Christ.
* [6:12–14] Symbolic rather than literal description of the cosmic upheavals attending the day of the Lord when the martyrs' prayer for vindication (Rev 6:10) would be answered; cf. Am 8:8–9; Is 34:4; 50:3; Jl 2:10; 3:3–4; Mt 24:4–36; Mk 13:5–37; Lk 21:8–36.
* [6:12] Dark sackcloth: for mourning, sackcloth was made from the skin of a black goat.
* [6:13] Unripe figs: literally, "summer (or winter) fruit."
* [6:14] Was divided: literally, "was split," like a broken papyrus roll torn in two, each half then curling up to form a roll on either side.
* [6:15] Nobles: literally, "courtiers," "grandees." Military officers: literally, "commanders of 1,000 men," used in Josephus and other Greek authors as the equivalent of the Roman tribunus militum. The listing of various ranks of society represents the universality of terror at the impending doom.
* [6:17] Their: this reading is attested in the best manuscripts, but the vast majority read "his" in reference to the wrath of the Lamb in the preceding verse.
c. [6:6] Lv 26:26; Ez 4:16–17.
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BIO_f_ssl(3) OpenSSL BIO_f_ssl(3) NAME
BIO_f_ssl, BIO_set_ssl, BIO_get_ssl, BIO_set_ssl_mode, BIO_set_ssl_renegotiate_bytes, BIO_get_num_renegotiates, BIO_set_ssl_renegotiate_timeout, BIO_new_ssl, BIO_new_ssl_connect, BIO_new_buffer_ssl_connect, BIO_ssl_copy_session_id, BIO_ssl_shutdown - SSL BIO SYNOPSIS
#include <openssl/bio.h> #include <openssl/ssl.h> BIO_METHOD *BIO_f_ssl(void); #define BIO_set_ssl(b,ssl,c) BIO_ctrl(b,BIO_C_SET_SSL,c,(char *)ssl) #define BIO_get_ssl(b,sslp) BIO_ctrl(b,BIO_C_GET_SSL,0,(char *)sslp) #define BIO_set_ssl_mode(b,client) BIO_ctrl(b,BIO_C_SSL_MODE,client,NULL) #define BIO_set_ssl_renegotiate_bytes(b,num) BIO_ctrl(b,BIO_C_SET_SSL_RENEGOTIATE_BYTES,num,NULL); #define BIO_set_ssl_renegotiate_timeout(b,seconds) BIO_ctrl(b,BIO_C_SET_SSL_RENEGOTIATE_TIMEOUT,seconds,NULL); #define BIO_get_num_renegotiates(b) BIO_ctrl(b,BIO_C_SET_SSL_NUM_RENEGOTIATES,0,NULL); BIO *BIO_new_ssl(SSL_CTX *ctx,int client); BIO *BIO_new_ssl_connect(SSL_CTX *ctx); BIO *BIO_new_buffer_ssl_connect(SSL_CTX *ctx); int BIO_ssl_copy_session_id(BIO *to,BIO *from); void BIO_ssl_shutdown(BIO *bio); #define BIO_do_handshake(b) BIO_ctrl(b,BIO_C_DO_STATE_MACHINE,0,NULL) DESCRIPTION
BIO_f_ssl() returns the SSL BIO method. This is a filter BIO which is a wrapper round the OpenSSL SSL routines adding a BIO "flavour" to SSL I/O. I/O performed on an SSL BIO communicates using the SSL protocol with the SSLs read and write BIOs. If an SSL connection is not established then an attempt is made to establish one on the first I/O call. If a BIO is appended to an SSL BIO using BIO_push() it is automatically used as the SSL BIOs read and write BIOs. Calling BIO_reset() on an SSL BIO closes down any current SSL connection by calling SSL_shutdown(). BIO_reset() is then sent to the next BIO in the chain: this will typically disconnect the underlying transport. The SSL BIO is then reset to the initial accept or connect state. If the close flag is set when an SSL BIO is freed then the internal SSL structure is also freed using SSL_free(). BIO_set_ssl() sets the internal SSL pointer of BIO b to ssl using the close flag c. BIO_get_ssl() retrieves the SSL pointer of BIO b, it can then be manipulated using the standard SSL library functions. BIO_set_ssl_mode() sets the SSL BIO mode to client. If client is 1 client mode is set. If client is 0 server mode is set. BIO_set_ssl_renegotiate_bytes() sets the renegotiate byte count to num. When set after every num bytes of I/O (read and write) the SSL session is automatically renegotiated. num must be at least 512 bytes. BIO_set_ssl_renegotiate_timeout() sets the renegotiate timeout to seconds. When the renegotiate timeout elapses the session is automatically renegotiated. BIO_get_num_renegotiates() returns the total number of session renegotiations due to I/O or timeout. BIO_new_ssl() allocates an SSL BIO using SSL_CTX ctx and using client mode if client is non zero. BIO_new_ssl_connect() creates a new BIO chain consisting of an SSL BIO (using ctx) followed by a connect BIO. BIO_new_buffer_ssl_connect() creates a new BIO chain consisting of a buffering BIO, an SSL BIO (using ctx) and a connect BIO. BIO_ssl_copy_session_id() copies an SSL session id between BIO chains from and to. It does this by locating the SSL BIOs in each chain and calling SSL_copy_session_id() on the internal SSL pointer. BIO_ssl_shutdown() closes down an SSL connection on BIO chain bio. It does this by locating the SSL BIO in the chain and calling SSL_shutdown() on its internal SSL pointer. BIO_do_handshake() attempts to complete an SSL handshake on the supplied BIO and establish the SSL connection. It returns 1 if the connection was established successfully. A zero or negative value is returned if the connection could not be established, the call BIO_should_retry() should be used for non blocking connect BIOs to determine if the call should be retried. If an SSL connection has already been established this call has no effect. NOTES
SSL BIOs are exceptional in that if the underlying transport is non blocking they can still request a retry in exceptional circumstances. Specifically this will happen if a session renegotiation takes place during a BIO_read() operation, one case where this happens is when SGC or step up occurs. In OpenSSL 0.9.6 and later the SSL flag SSL_AUTO_RETRY can be set to disable this behaviour. That is when this flag is set an SSL BIO using a blocking transport will never request a retry. Since unknown BIO_ctrl() operations are sent through filter BIOs the servers name and port can be set using BIO_set_host() on the BIO returned by BIO_new_ssl_connect() without having to locate the connect BIO first. Applications do not have to call BIO_do_handshake() but may wish to do so to separate the handshake process from other I/O processing. RETURN VALUES
This SSL/TLS client example, attempts to retrieve a page from an SSL/TLS web server. The I/O routines are identical to those of the unencrypted example in BIO_s_connect(3). BIO *sbio, *out; int len; char tmpbuf[1024]; SSL_CTX *ctx; SSL *ssl; ERR_load_crypto_strings(); ERR_load_SSL_strings(); OpenSSL_add_all_algorithms(); /* We would seed the PRNG here if the platform didn't * do it automatically */ ctx = SSL_CTX_new(SSLv23_client_method()); /* We'd normally set some stuff like the verify paths and * mode here because as things stand this will connect to * any server whose certificate is signed by any CA. */ sbio = BIO_new_ssl_connect(ctx); BIO_get_ssl(sbio, &ssl); if(!ssl) { fprintf(stderr, "Can't locate SSL pointer "); /* whatever ... */ } /* Don't want any retries */ SSL_set_mode(ssl, SSL_MODE_AUTO_RETRY); /* We might want to do other things with ssl here */ BIO_set_conn_hostname(sbio, "localhost:https"); out = BIO_new_fp(stdout, BIO_NOCLOSE); if(BIO_do_connect(sbio) <= 0) { fprintf(stderr, "Error connecting to server "); ERR_print_errors_fp(stderr); /* whatever ... */ } if(BIO_do_handshake(sbio) <= 0) { fprintf(stderr, "Error establishing SSL connection "); ERR_print_errors_fp(stderr); /* whatever ... */ } /* Could examine ssl here to get connection info */ BIO_puts(sbio, "GET / HTTP/1.0 "); for(;;) { len = BIO_read(sbio, tmpbuf, 1024); if(len <= 0) break; BIO_write(out, tmpbuf, len); } BIO_free_all(sbio); BIO_free(out); Here is a simple server example. It makes use of a buffering BIO to allow lines to be read from the SSL BIO using BIO_gets. It creates a pseudo web page containing the actual request from a client and also echoes the request to standard output. BIO *sbio, *bbio, *acpt, *out; int len; char tmpbuf[1024]; SSL_CTX *ctx; SSL *ssl; ERR_load_crypto_strings(); ERR_load_SSL_strings(); OpenSSL_add_all_algorithms(); /* Might seed PRNG here */ ctx = SSL_CTX_new(SSLv23_server_method()); if (!SSL_CTX_use_certificate_file(ctx,"server.pem",SSL_FILETYPE_PEM) || !SSL_CTX_use_PrivateKey_file(ctx,"server.pem",SSL_FILETYPE_PEM) || !SSL_CTX_check_private_key(ctx)) { fprintf(stderr, "Error setting up SSL_CTX "); ERR_print_errors_fp(stderr); return 0; } /* Might do other things here like setting verify locations and * DH and/or RSA temporary key callbacks */ /* New SSL BIO setup as server */ sbio=BIO_new_ssl(ctx,0); BIO_get_ssl(sbio, &ssl); if(!ssl) { fprintf(stderr, "Can't locate SSL pointer "); /* whatever ... */ } /* Don't want any retries */ SSL_set_mode(ssl, SSL_MODE_AUTO_RETRY); /* Create the buffering BIO */ bbio = BIO_new(BIO_f_buffer()); /* Add to chain */ sbio = BIO_push(bbio, sbio); acpt=BIO_new_accept("4433"); /* By doing this when a new connection is established * we automatically have sbio inserted into it. The * BIO chain is now 'swallowed' by the accept BIO and * will be freed when the accept BIO is freed. */ BIO_set_accept_bios(acpt,sbio); out = BIO_new_fp(stdout, BIO_NOCLOSE); /* Setup accept BIO */ if(BIO_do_accept(acpt) <= 0) { fprintf(stderr, "Error setting up accept BIO "); ERR_print_errors_fp(stderr); return 0; } /* Now wait for incoming connection */ if(BIO_do_accept(acpt) <= 0) { fprintf(stderr, "Error in connection "); ERR_print_errors_fp(stderr); return 0; } /* We only want one connection so remove and free * accept BIO */ sbio = BIO_pop(acpt); BIO_free_all(acpt); if(BIO_do_handshake(sbio) <= 0) { fprintf(stderr, "Error in SSL handshake "); ERR_print_errors_fp(stderr); return 0; } BIO_puts(sbio, "HTTP/1.0 200 OK Content-type: text/plain "); BIO_puts(sbio, " Connection Established Request headers: "); BIO_puts(sbio, "-------------------------------------------------- "); for(;;) { len = BIO_gets(sbio, tmpbuf, 1024); if(len <= 0) break; BIO_write(sbio, tmpbuf, len); BIO_write(out, tmpbuf, len); /* Look for blank line signifying end of headers*/ if((tmpbuf[0] == ' ') || (tmpbuf[0] == ' ')) break; } BIO_puts(sbio, "-------------------------------------------------- "); BIO_puts(sbio, " "); /* Since there is a buffering BIO present we had better flush it */ BIO_flush(sbio); BIO_free_all(sbio); SEE ALSO
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A couple months ago my brother-in-law forwarded me a link to this article. It's been mulling around in my mind ever since. It's not necessarily the content of the article that has me thinking (although I really thought it was poignant information and I was cheering David Brooks on for writing it down). But what really got me thinking were the comments.
So much so that I just have to write about them.
In the article, Brooks talks all about how he believes people around the world have entered what he calls "the age of possibility" where they have become "intolerant of any arrangement that might close off their personal options." He kind of translates this to mean that people are gradually closing out the "family option." He gives statistics of how many single-parent families there are, percentages of how many people all over the world are are trying to keep score when it comes to school, jobs and income. How many see getting "attached" as a parent or family as a hindrance to getting ahead. He says, "Under the social and economic systems of developed countries, the cost of a child outweighs the child's usefulness."
Do we have children because they are "useful?" I loved his concluding remarks: "My view is that the age of possibility is based on a misconception. People are not better off when they are given maximum personal freedom to do what they want. They're better off when they are enshrouded in commitments that transcend personal choice — commitments to family, God, craft and country. "The surest way people bind themselves is through the family. As a practical matter, the traditional family is an effective way to induce people to care about others, become active in their communities and devote themselves to the long-term future of their nation and their kind…"
I was cheering when I read those paragraphs.
I believe with all my heart that if we don't take families seriously, our society dies. Plain and simple. Families are the foundation of society. In my mind, they are the bedrock. If we don't take care of them, life as we know it will crumble. And to take it even one step further, the article made me so grateful for motherhood. The sacred responsibility we have of nurturing children. To raise them up as contributing individuals who will some day BE the future. I quickly scanned the comment section…there were hundreds of them and I figured they would be filled with people applauding and appreciating the words in the article.
But when I read the first one I stopped short. It took me completely off guard. It was not only not agreeing with David Brooks, it was chastening him {this one is in response to his phrase that people are better off "enshrouded in commitment"}: "Enshrouded" – as in a shroud, such as a burial shroud? "So long as the cultural norms and resulting societal expectations are that women have full responsibility for child-rearing and housekeeping and are defined by their relationship to a man, we have no personal choice. This is what makes the right so fearful of equality for female persons. We may choose to limit the number of children we birth or even – Heaven forefend! – chose not to have any at all. Or, even scarier, we may choose to have them by ourselves -the boogeywoman Murphy Brown is so last century now!
"Get over it. Women in this country are not going back to the traditions that put a shroud on our lives long before we were dead."
It made me sad. Really? Is she relating motherhood to deep, dark traditions that keep us in shackles? Like making a commitment to a family is going to cut off a limb or something? And who says just because you are part of a family women have full responsibility for child-rearing and house keeping? I so rarely see that in today's society. As I scanned over more of the comments I realized this was person was not isolated in how she felt.
There were hundreds of them there, sneering at me in my apparent little bubble of "families are awesome!" naivety. Comments from women screaming out for attention and equality and freedom. They were from people not happy in their "jobs" as parents. As Mothers. People who don't seem to understand the sacredness of parenthood. Of managing a family. Of the joy that comes from reaching outside of your own needs to take care of someone else's. Of having the opportunity to shape and educate and love the little souls that are the future of our world. Here's another one: "Mr. Brooks seems to have problems imagining human species' existence in any other way than the 20th century model. Marriage with children may have worked well for mostly agricultural centuries of our recent history, but it seems to be not so efficient a system for a large portion of the newer generation. Why should our public policy be skewed to favor an old and increasingly irrelevant institution such as marriage? It would create a class of people unfairly advantaged over others." Is the "family" old-fashioned now? Do these people envision themselves in the future happily going to work every day and coming home alone to make a microwave dinner and settle into the couch to catch up on their latest TIVO? Do they not realize that many of the people doing that right now are dying for a chance to be part of a family? There are so many who yearn with all their hearts for those commitments to "enshroud" themselves in. My Dad brought up an interesting point when he was in town last week: It is so interesting how the gay and lesbian communities are pleading and begging and lobbying with all their might for the "right" to have that marriage commitment while so much of the rest of world is starting to wave it off with a flick of their wrists in lieu of their so called "freedom." Another comment: "If having a child could mean $200,000 for the cost of college, then I would elect not to have one….A life of chronic economic pressure isn't fun." It just made me sad. Are we really inching slowly away from family units? Are those of us who believe in family dinner and human connections being crazy to want that? Are we going to just keep going down the path where life becomes so busy that we become completely self-obsessed?
Yes, marriage and family can be difficult. Children make messes. Marriage takes work. putting children through college and just plain life in general can be expensive as all get-out. But have these people ever fallen asleep next to someone they are committed to forever come what may and felt that velvety feeling of safety and commitment right there? Have these people never nestled a tiny newborn in their neck and drunken in that fresh-from-Heaven smell? Have they never had the rush that comes from watching a child say their first words or take off on a bike for the first time? Have they ever heard the laughter and goofy-ness of their children coming muffled through to where they sit and fill their heart til it feels like it's about to burst with love? Maybe they have never looked into the eyes of their child and seen part of themselves, but better, and realized right then and there that they would do anything to help that child find joy and happiness in life.
"Motherhood was viewed in advice literature, particularly by the 1890s, as one of the most important contributions women could make to her family and to the nation." (not sure where I found that quote, but it's interesting.) What has changed? Just that we want more "rights" and "equality?" Do people not realize that the opportunity to be a mother and to be part of a strong family is a "right" beyond any that we can possibly comprehend? Now, I know that there are many mothers who have to work outside the home. I know there are single-parent families that work their hardest to function. I know that there are circumstances where mothers cannot be the main nurturers of their children, but most of those mothers I've met are no less of "mothers!" They still wear that motherhood title as a badge of honor and soak up those children of theirs with all they've got. So where in the world did all these commenters come from? I'd just like to tell them that when I think of being "enshrouded in commitment" I think of this: …and also of this: And I thank my lucky stars each and every day that I get to be in those "shackles" of motherhood. I get to hear sweet voices calling me "Mama." I get to catch Dave's eye across the table and smile. And we get to create our own special entity called "our family." And we have a stewardship over it that helps us forget ourselves and learn to love in ways we never imagined before. Together we have the power to fill up our children's [sometimes] angelic heads with knowledge and fill their sensitive hearts with love. I have the power as a mother to make them feel safe. To make my husband feel safe. To make a family that is a functioning, wonderful building-block for society. Will it have problems? Of course. Will my husband and I get in fights? Absolutely…we had a wing-dinger one yesterday. Will I sometimes talk disrespectfully and snappy with my children? Yes! But will I still kneel down and pour out gratitude to a wonderful God who gave me these "commitments" every single night? With all my heart I will. Because I get to be a mother. And a wife. And I don't want to ever take those "commitments" of mine for granted. How grateful I am to be enshrouded safely with them by my side.


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