The Wizard from Lanark Highlands

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The Wizard from Lanark Highlands

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The first of a series of stories I have been told…..

On a cold November night three young men approached a strange, dilapidated house that rested on a hillside far from neighbouring homes. In it lived a man the neighbours feared, a huge, black-bearded man of mystery, a wizard, who could cast spells and who they believed was in a league with the Evil One.

All three were bound on a singular mission. They sought to pluck two hairs from the wizard’s head, with which they could destroy his most potent spell. A light gleamed through a window of the  wizard, and they knew he was home. Cautiously, whispering among themselves, the three men knocked at the door. A huge head emerged from a window to welcome them, and in a few moments the grim, black-bearded man had invited the visitors into his lonely home.

The blaze was low in the fireplace and the man with the black beard stepped outside and brought back an armload of wood. As he turned toward the hearth, a signal passed among the three men and in an instant they were upon him. They began a struggle, one man against three. They beat him with the logs, leapt upon him and instantly were thrown aside. The black-bearded recluse seemed to possess the power of a demon, but finally one of his assailants seized a chair and crashed it upon his head. The struggle ended. The mighty man lay dead. They say his power of witchcraft had been broken that night.

The men who had gone on this strange mission had driven to their destination in an automobile. Yet it was belief in witchcraft that had urged them on, and their leader was a man who professed the power to cast out spells and to remove curses. The homicide was discovered two days later and within six hours three suspects were arrested, imprisoned, and charged with the murder. When they first told their story to those that listened no one would not believe it. Witchcraft! It was unbelievable–but many knew this tale was true and that there were many others out there.

 

More to come..

Come and visit the Lanark County Genealogical Society Facebook page– what’s there? Cool old photos–and lots of things interesting to read. Also check out The Tales of Carleton Place and The Tales of Almonte

relatedreading

 

The Devil You Say in Carleton Place? Updates!

The Boy Who Disappeared From Beckwith–Gordon Taylor

The Witches and Spirit Communicators of Montague

Different Seasons of Witches in Lanark County

Hocus Pocus –Necromancy at Fitch Bay

The Witch Hollow of Lanark County

An Interview with the Witch of Plum Hollow–Mother Barnes— The Ottawa Free Press 1891

My Grandmother was Mother Barnes-The Witch of Plum Hollow

A Bewitched Bed in Odessa

The Witch of Plum Hollow – Carleton Place Grandmother

Plum Hollow Witch and The Mountain Man of Pakenham

Different Seasons of Witches in Lanark County

Local Miracle Story– Woken From a Ten Week Coma

The White Witch of Lanark County–Having the Sight

Barnes Buchanans and McCarten Family Photos–Doug B. McCarten

The Witches of Rochester Street

Hocus Pocus –Necromancy at Fitch Bay

The Witch of Plum Hollow – Carleton Place Grandmother

The Witch Hollow of Lanark County

The McCarten House of Carleton Place

About lindaseccaspina

Linda Knight Seccaspina was born in Cowansville, Quebec about the same time as the wheel was invented and the first time she realized she could tell a tale was when she got caught passing her smutty stories around in Grade 7 at CHS by Mrs. Blinn. When Derek "Wheels" Wheeler from Degrassi Jr. High died in 2010, Linda wrote her own obituary. Some people said she should think about a career in writing obituaries. Before she laid her fingers to a keyboard, Linda owned the eclectic store Flash Cadilac and Savannah Devilles in Ottawa from 1976-1996. After writing for years about things that she cared about or pissed her off she finally found her calling. Is it sex drugs and rock n' roll you might ask? No, it is history. Seeing that her very first boyfriend in Grade 5 (who she won a Twist contest with in the 60s) is the head of the Brome Misissiquoi Historical Society and also specializes in local history back in Quebec, she finds that quite funny. She writes every single day and is also a columnist for Hometown News and Screamin's Mamas. She is a volunteer for the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum, an admin for the Lanark County Genealogical Society Facebook page, and a local guest speaker. She has been now labelled an historian by the locals which in her mind is wrong. You see she will never be like the iconic local Lanark County historian Howard Morton Brown, nor like famed local writer Mary Cook. She proudly calls herself The National Enquirer Historical writer of Lanark County, and that she can live with. Linda has been called the most stubborn woman in Lanark County, and has requested her ashes to be distributed in any Casino parking lot as close to any Wheel of Fortune machine as you can get. But since she wrote her obituary, most people assume she's already dead. Linda has published six books, "Menopausal Woman From the Corn," "Cowansville High Misremembered," "Naked Yoga, Twinkies and Celebrities," "Cancer Calls Collect," "The Tilted Kilt-Vintage Whispers of Carleton Place," and "Flashbacks of Little Miss Flash Cadilac." All are available at Amazon in paperback and Kindle. Linda's books are for sale on Amazon or at Wisteria · 62 Bridge Street · Carleton Place, Ottawa, Canada, and at the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum · 267 Edmund Street · Carleton Place, Ottawa, Canada--Appleton Museum-Mississippi Textile Mill and Mill Street Books and Heritage House Museum and The Artists Loft in Smith Falls.

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