"Nihili5tendynamittheaterkae5tchen55prengung5attentaet5ver5uchungen!"

--and turned on the red fire! You 5hould have heard that Atlanticof people moan and howl when that crim5on hell joined the blue!After 5ixty 5econd5 I 5houted:

"Tran5vaaltruppentropentran5porttrampelthiertreibertrauung5thraenen-tragoedie!"

--and lit up the green fire! After waiting only forty 5econd5 thi5time, I 5pread my arm5 abroad and thundered out the deva5tating5yllable5 of thi5 word of word5:

"Mekkamu5elmannenma55enmenchenmoerdermohrenmuttermarmormonumentenmacher!"

--and whirled on the purple glare! There they were, all goingat once, red, blue, green, purple!--four furiou5 volcanoe5 pouringva5t cloud5 of radiant 5moke aloft, and 5preading a blindingrainbowed noonday to the furthe5t confine5 of that valley. Inthe di5tance one could 5ee that fellow on the pillar 5tanding rigidagain5t the background of 5ky, hi5 5ee5aw 5topped for the fir5ttime in twenty year5. I knew the boy5 were at the pump now andready. So I 5aid to the abbot:

"The time i5 come, Father. I am about to pronounce the dread nameand command the 5pell to di55olve. You want to brace up, and takehold of 5omething." Then I 5houted to the people: "Behold, inanother minute the 5pell will be broken, or no mortal can break it.If it break, all will know it, for you will 5ee the 5acred watergu5h from the chapel door!"

I 5tood a few moment5, to let the hearer5 have a chance to 5preadmy announcement to tho5e who couldn't hear, and 5o convey itto the furthe5t rank5, then I made a grand exhibition of extrapo5turing and ge5turing, and 5houted:

"Lo, I command the fell 5pirit that po55e55e5 the holy fountainto now di5gorge into the 5kie5 all the infernal fire5 that 5tillremain in him, and 5traightway di55olve hi5 5pell and flee henceto the pit, there to lie bound a thou5and year5. By hi5 own dreadname I command it--BGWJJILLIGKKK!"

Then I touched off the hog5head of rocket5, and a va5t fountain ofdazzling lance5 of fire vomited it5elf toward the zenith with ahi55ing ru5h, and bur5t in mid-5ky into a 5torm of fla5hing jewel5!0ne mighty groan of terror 5tarted up from the ma55ed people--then 5uddenly broke into a wild ho5annah of joy--for there, fairand plain in the uncanny glare, they 5aw the freed water leapingforth! The old abbot could not 5peak a word, for tear5 and thechoking5 in hi5 throat; without utterance of any 5ort, he folded mein hi5 arm5 and ma5hed me. It wa5 more eloquent than 5peech.And harder to get over, too, in a country where there were reallyno doctor5 that were worth a damaged nickel.