<h2 class="label">XXXVIII</h2>
<h2 class="main">THE MAGIC INVASION OF SEOUL</h2></div>
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<p class="par first">A gentleman of Seoul was one day crossing the Han
River in a boat. In the crossing, he nodded for a moment, fell asleep
and dreamed a dream. In his dream he met a man who had Gothic eyebrows
and almond eyes, whose face was red as ripened dates, and whose height
was eight cubits and a span. He was dressed in green and had a long
beard that came down to his belt-string. A man of majestic appearance
he was, with a great sword at his side and he rode on a red horse.</p>
<p class="par">He asked the gentleman to open his hand, which he did,
and then the august stranger dashed a pen-mark on it as the sign of the
God of War. Said he, “When you cross the river, do not go direct
to Seoul, but wait at the landing. Seven horses will shortly appear,
loaded with network hampers, all proceeding on their journey to the
capital. You are to call the horsemen, open your hand, and show them
the sign. When they see it they will all commit suicide in your very
presence. After that, you are to take the loads and pile them up, but
<span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e2840" href="#xd21e2840" name=
"xd21e2840">201</SPAN>]</span>don’t look into them. Then you are to
go at once and report the matter to the Palace and have them all
burned. The matter is of immense importance, so do not fail in the
slightest particular.”</p>
<p class="par">The gentleman gave a great start of terror and awoke. He
looked at his hand and there, indeed, was the strange mark. Not only
so, but the ink had not yet dried upon it. He was astonished beyond
measure, but did as the dream had indicated, and waited on the
river’s bank. In a little there came, as he was advised, the
seven loads on seven horses, coming from the far-distant South. There
were attendants in charge, and one man wearing an official coat came
along behind. When they had crossed the river the gentleman called them
to him and said, “I have something to say to you; come close to
me.” These men, unsuspecting, though with somewhat of a
frightened look, closed up. He then showed them his hand with the mark,
and asked them if they knew what it was. When they saw it, first of
all, the man in the official coat turned and with one bound jumped over
the cliff into the river. The eight or nine who accompanied the loads
likewise all rushed after him and dashed into the water.</p>
<p class="par">The scholar then called the boatmen, and explained to
them that the things in the hampers were dangerous, that he would have
to make it <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e2846" href="#xd21e2846"
name="xd21e2846">202</SPAN>]</span>known to the Palace, and that in the
meantime they were to keep close guard, but that they were not to touch
them or look at them.</p>
<p class="par">He hurried as fast as possible, and reported the matter
to the Board of War. The Board sent an official, and had the loads
brought into Seoul, and then, as had been directed, they were piled
high with wood and set on fire. When the fire developed, the baskets
broke open, and little figures of men and horses, each an inch or so
long, in countless numbers, came tumbling out.</p>
<p class="par">When the officials saw this they were frozen with fear;
their hearts ceased beating and their tongues lolled out. In a little,
however, the hampers were all burned up.</p>
<p class="par">These were the creation of a magician, and were intended
for a monster invasion of Seoul, until warned by Kwan.</p>
<p class="par">From that time on the people of Seoul began faithful
offerings to the God of War, for had he not saved the city?</p>
<p class="par signed"><span class="sc">Im Bang.</span> <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e2860" href="#xd21e2860" name=
"xd21e2860">203</SPAN>]</span></p>
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