The sound track tingles with cool jazz, the dry atonal music of the asphalt jungle.
The person who is designated as guilty of the crime of witchcraft is arrested by the soldier king, and condemned to the ordeal of sassy-wood. The bark of the sassy-wood is powerfully narcotic, and a strong decoction of this the person condemned is forced to drink; and after he has drank it, he walks to and fro, exclaiming Am I a witch, am I a witch? while one of his executioners walks behind him replying You are a witch, you are a witch; and this continues until he either throws off from his stomach the poison, when he is pronounced innocent, or it operates as a cathartic, when he is declared guilty, and compelled to take more of the decoction, and is subjected to other cruelties, which cause his speedy death. […] This ordeal by sassy-wood is one of the most prevalent and cruel of African superstitions, and is practised among nearly if not all the tribes of Africa.
Am I a witch,
am I a witch?
You are a witch, you are a witch;
During the whole agitating scene, Lillie kept up her presence of mind, and was perfectly aware of what she was about.
She finished fifty-first in the race.
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