Smokin' Neeps
Smokin' Neeps
I think I first heard the tale where Jack was a drunk, but there's nothing to say he couldn't be a drunk and a smith...
Steely Dan-The Mooncoin Jig:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-mix36SjZY
Originally shared by Dirk Puehl
31 October - #onthisday Hallowe’en is celebrated by now all across the world on the traditional date of Samhain or All Hallows’ Eve.
A long time ago, when bronze working was a state-of-the-art skill, smiths were regarded as some kind of magicians, those who were able to craft two different metals from the womb of the earth into something new, more than the sum of its parts and cast wonderful tools and weapons from it. Smithies remained enchanted places, conveniently close to the magic crossroads, often with a gateway to the Otherworld and the idea of the uncanny smith remained in the collective consciousness of the people. And thus, it was a smith called Jack Oldfield, once upon a time in Ireland, who struck a deal with the devil. When old Nick came to snatch Jack’s soul, he asked the adversary to buy him a last drink. The fiend agreed and since he had no loose cash on him, he changed into sixpence and Jack grabbed the coin from the counter, put it into his pocket together with a silver cross. Thus, the dickens couldn’t change back and Jack made another deal. He’d free the archfiend if he wouldn’t come back to claim his soul for another ten years. The Lord of the Flies agreed and when he returned at the agreed time, Jack asked him for an apple as last meal and up a tree went Belzeboub to get one for the smith while Jack quickly carved a cross into the bark of the tree and the archfiend was snookered again. Jack agreed to let him go if his soul would be safe from hell for all eternity. And then, one fine day, Jack’s number came up. The gatekeepers in heaven sent the old sleeveen packing post-haste and then Jack stood at the gates of hell and he couldn’t go in there either, since he had his deal and Jack was condemned to wander the world forever and a day. Old Nick, however, took pity and gave him a glowing coal from the fires of hell to provide at least a bit of light and warmth for the lost soul on his way and Jack put it in a turnip he had with him as provisions for the journey. And so he became known as Jack of the Lantern, Jack O’Lantern and his damned soul wanders through the night on All Hallow’s Eve.
But read more on:
http://wunderkammertales.blogspot.de/2015/02/all-hallows-eve.html
#culturalhistory #folklore #mythology #wunderkammer
I think I first heard the tale where Jack was a drunk, but there's nothing to say he couldn't be a drunk and a smith...
Steely Dan-The Mooncoin Jig:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-mix36SjZY
Originally shared by Dirk Puehl
31 October - #onthisday Hallowe’en is celebrated by now all across the world on the traditional date of Samhain or All Hallows’ Eve.
A long time ago, when bronze working was a state-of-the-art skill, smiths were regarded as some kind of magicians, those who were able to craft two different metals from the womb of the earth into something new, more than the sum of its parts and cast wonderful tools and weapons from it. Smithies remained enchanted places, conveniently close to the magic crossroads, often with a gateway to the Otherworld and the idea of the uncanny smith remained in the collective consciousness of the people. And thus, it was a smith called Jack Oldfield, once upon a time in Ireland, who struck a deal with the devil. When old Nick came to snatch Jack’s soul, he asked the adversary to buy him a last drink. The fiend agreed and since he had no loose cash on him, he changed into sixpence and Jack grabbed the coin from the counter, put it into his pocket together with a silver cross. Thus, the dickens couldn’t change back and Jack made another deal. He’d free the archfiend if he wouldn’t come back to claim his soul for another ten years. The Lord of the Flies agreed and when he returned at the agreed time, Jack asked him for an apple as last meal and up a tree went Belzeboub to get one for the smith while Jack quickly carved a cross into the bark of the tree and the archfiend was snookered again. Jack agreed to let him go if his soul would be safe from hell for all eternity. And then, one fine day, Jack’s number came up. The gatekeepers in heaven sent the old sleeveen packing post-haste and then Jack stood at the gates of hell and he couldn’t go in there either, since he had his deal and Jack was condemned to wander the world forever and a day. Old Nick, however, took pity and gave him a glowing coal from the fires of hell to provide at least a bit of light and warmth for the lost soul on his way and Jack put it in a turnip he had with him as provisions for the journey. And so he became known as Jack of the Lantern, Jack O’Lantern and his damned soul wanders through the night on All Hallow’s Eve.
But read more on:
http://wunderkammertales.blogspot.de/2015/02/all-hallows-eve.html
#culturalhistory #folklore #mythology #wunderkammer
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