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"
Ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
"
roared
Goodman
Brown
when
the
wind
laughed
at
him
.
"
Let
us
hear
which
will
laugh
loudest
.
Think
not
to
frighten
me
with
your
deviltry
.
Come
witch
,
come
wizard
,
come
Indian
powwow
,
come
devil
himself
,
and
here
comes
Goodman
Brown
.
You
may
as
well
fear
him
as
he
fear
you
.
"
In
truth
,
all
through
the
haunted
forest
there
could
be
nothing
more
frightful
than
the
figure
of
Goodman
Brown
.
On
he
flew
among
the
black
pines
,
brandishing
his
staff
with
frenzied
gestures
,
now
giving
vent
to
an
inspiration
of
horrid
blasphemy
,
and
now
shouting
forth
such
laughter
as
set
all
the
echoes
of
the
forest
laughing
like
demons
around
him
.
The
fiend
in
his
own
shape
is
less
hideous
than
when
he
rages
in
the
breast
of
man
.
Thus
sped
the
demoniac
on
his
course
,
until
,
quivering
among
the
trees
,
he
saw
a
red
light
before
him
,
as
when
the
felled
trunks
and
branches
of
a
clearing
have
been
set
on
fire
,
and
throw
up
their
lurid
blaze
against
the
sky
,
at
the
hour
of
midnight
.
He
paused
,
in
a
lull
of
the
tempest
that
had
driven
him
onward
,
and
heard
the
swell
of
what
seemed
a
hymn
,
rolling
solemnly
from
a
distance
with
the
weight
of
many
voices
.
He
knew
the
tune
;
it
was
a
familiar
one
in
the
choir
of
the
village
meeting
-
house
.
The
verse
died
heavily
away
,
and
was
lengthened
by
a
chorus
,
not
of
human
voices
,
but
of
all
the
sounds
of
the
benighted
wilderness
pealing
in
awful
harmony
together
.
Goodman
Brown
cried
out
,
and
his
cry
was
lost
to
his
own
ear
by
its
unison
with
the
cry
of
the
desert
.
In
the
interval
of
silence
he
stole
forward
until
the
light
glared
full
upon
his
eyes
.
At
one
extremity
of
an
open
space
,
hemmed
in
by
the
dark
wall
of
the
forest
,
arose
a
rock
,
bearing
some
rude
,
natural
resemblance
either
to
an
altar
or
a
pulpit
,
and
surrounded
by
four
blazing
pines
,
their
tops
aflame
,
their
stems
untouched
,
like
candles
at
an
evening
meeting
.
The
mass
of
foliage
that
had
overgrown
the
summit
of
the
rock
was
all
on
fire
,
blazing
high
into
the
night
and
fitfully
illuminating
the
whole
field
.
Each
pendent
twig
and
leafy
festoon
was
in
a
blaze
.
As
the
red
light
arose
and
fell
,
a
numerous
congregation
alternately
shone
forth
,
then
disappeared
in
shadow
,
and
again
grew
,
as
it
were
,
out
of
the
darkness
,
peopling
the
heart
of
the
solitary
woods
at
once
.
"
A
grave
and
dark
-
clad
company
,
"
quoth
Goodman
Brown
.
In
truth
they
were
such
.
Among
them
,
quivering
to
and
fro
between
gloom
and
splendor
,
appeared
faces
that
would
be
seen
next
day
at
the
council
board
of
the
province
,
and
others
which
,
Sabbath
after
Sabbath
,
looked
devoutly
heavenward
,
and
benignantly
over
the
crowded
pews
,
from
the
holiest
pulpits
in
the
land
.
Some
affirm
that
the
lady
of
the
governor
was
there
.
At
least
there
were
high
dames
well
known
to
her
,
and
wives
of
honored
husbands
,
and
widows
,
a
great
multitude
,
and
ancient
maidens
,
all
of
excellent
repute
,
and
fair
young
girls
,
who
trembled
lest
their
mothers
should
espy
them
.
Either
the
sudden
gleams
of
light
flashing
over
the
obscure
field
bedazzled
Goodman
Brown
,
or
he
recognized
a
score
of
the
church
members
of
Salem
village
famous
for
their
especial
sanctity
.
Good
old
Deacon
Gookin
had
arrived
,
and
waited
at
the
skirts
of
that
venerable
saint
,
his
revered
pastor
.
But
,
irreverently
consorting
with
these
grave
,
reputable
,
and
pious
people
,
these
elders
of
the
church
,
these
chaste
dames
and
dewy
virgins
,
there
were
men
of
dissolute
lives
and
women
of
spotted
fame
,
wretches
given
over
to
all
mean
and
filthy
vice
,
and
suspected
even
of
horrid
crimes
.
It
was
strange
to
see
that
the
good
shrank
not
from
the
wicked
,
nor
were
the
sinners
abashed
by
the
saints
.
Scattered
also
among
their
pale
-
faced
enemies
were
the
Indian
priests
,
or
powwows
,
who
had
often
scared
their
native
forest
with
more
hideous
incantations
than
any
known
to
English
witchcraft
.
"
But
where
is
Faith
?
"
thought
Goodman
Brown
;
and
,
as
hope
came
into
his
heart
,
he
trembled
.
Another
verse
of
the
hymn
arose
,
a
slow
and
mournful
strain
,
such
as
the
pious
love
,
but
joined
to
words
which
expressed
all
that
our
nature
can
conceive
of
sin
,
and
darkly
hinted
at
far
more
.
Unfathomable
to
mere
mortals
is
the
lore
of
fiends
.
