^IC dean of Badajo^, a tale. Feb. 8. 



During this little harangue, the sovereign pontiff 

 was aiking himself what he fliould do with his pre- 

 ceptor. Could not he do without him ? And did not 

 lie know as much of magic as hecame a pope ? 

 Would it be proper for him to appear at their noc- 

 turnal meetings, and submit to the indecent cere- 

 monials which are observed at them ? Every reflection 

 made his holinefs judge that Don Torribio would not 

 only be uselefs, but even troublesome to him ; and 

 this jjoint being decided, he was in no difficulty 

 what ansxver to make. This is literally his answer : 



** We have learnt with grief, that under pretext of 

 the occult sciences, you hold a correspondence with 

 the prince of darknefs and of liers, which we not 

 only exhort you to expiate by a penitence propor- 

 tionate to the enormity of such a crime, but also 

 order you to quit the territories of the chiirch 

 within three days, under pain of being given up to 

 the secular arms, and the rigour of the flames." 



Don Torribio, without being disconcerted, repeat- 

 ed backwards the three mysterious words, which the 

 reader ought to have remembered ; and opening a 

 window, he hauled out as loud as he could, " Ja- 

 cintha ! put only one partridge to the fire, for the 

 dean will not sup here to night." 



This was a thunder clap to the pretended pope, he 

 recoA^ered suddenly from a kind of extacy, which the 

 three magical sounds had first thrown him into ; he 

 saw J:hat instead of being in the Vatisan, he was still 

 at Toledo in the study of Don Torribio ; by looking 

 at the clock, he found he had scarce been an hour in 

 this fatal study where the dreams were so delightful. 



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