Ritual for Conferring the Order of Veiled Prophet
This ritual is dated 1966
MONARCH: Prophet Chief Justice, see that all the secret ways are securely guarded,
and ascertain if all present are Veiled Prophets.
CHIEF JUSTICE: Prophet Marshal, attend. Marshal steps forward
CHIEF JUSTICE: Prophet Marshal, are all the secret ways securely guarded? Marshal
faces the door and addresses Captain of the Guard.
MARSHAL: Prophet Captain of the Guard, are the secret ways securely guarded, and
are all present Veiled Prophets?
CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD: The secret ways are securely guarded, all present have given the proper
passwords, and are Veiled Prophets in good standing.
MARSHAL, facing the Chief Justice: The secret ways are securely guarded, all present
have given the inside and outside passwords, and are Veiled Prophets in good
The Sentinel or his assistants
should be stationed outside the door to examine all dues cards and take up the
outside password. The Captain of the Guard or his assistants should be stationed
inside the door and take up the inside password. If there is only one door to
the Grotto room, the Sentinel should be stationed inside the door to examine all
dues cards and take up the outside password. The Captain of the Guard should be
stationed about six to ten feet farther inside the room and take up the inside
CHIEF JUSTICE: Prophet Monarch, the secret ways are securely guarded, and all present
are Veiled Prophets.
MONARCH: Prophet Chief Justice, what makes you a Veiled Prophet?
CHIEF JUSTICE: My obligation.
At this time the Monarch and
Chief Justice face each other, grasp right hands, and place left hands on each
others right shoulder.
MONARCH: Will you have more or less?
CHIEF JUSTICE: More.
MONARCH: More what?
CHIEF JUSTICE: ....
MONARCH: And ....
The Monarch will now call up the
Grotto with three blows of the gavel.
MONARCH: Prophet Marshal, see that all are in order as Veiled Prophets.
MARSHAL: Prophets, it is our Monarch’s command that you be in order as Veiled
Prophets. Attend to giving the signs.
The Marshal will lead in giving
the signs. The Monarch does not give them. The order of giving is, first, the
sign of adoration; second, the dueguard; third, grand hailing sign. When all the
signs have been given, the Marshal will turn to the Monarch and salute with the
grand hailing sign.
MONARCH: Prophet Chaplain, you will attend at the Altar.
The Chaplain repairs to the Altar,
front center stage, kneels facing the auditorium, opens the Bible, removes Fez,
and recites prayer: Our Heavenly Father: We
thank thee for the privilege of meeting together as Prophets of the Mystic
Order Veiled Prophets of the Enchanted Realm. May our hearts be filled with
sympathy for those in illness and adversity. May we make this world a better
place in which to live through our thoughtfulness and consideration of the
welfare of others. May the friendly spirit of goodfellowship guide our actions
throughout our lives. Amen.
The above or some suitable prayer
may be used. Chaplain returns to his place.
MONARCH: I now declare ... Grotto open and in order for business. Prophet Captain
of the Guard, inform the Sentinel. Monarch raps gavel
once to seat the Prophets.
Captain of the Guard knocks four
times—two double knocks—on the door. The Sentinel answers in the same way,
then the Captain of the Guard opens the door and informs the Sentinel thus: ... Grotto is now open and in order for business.
He then closes the door and gives four knocks as
before. The Sentinel answers with four knocks—two double knocks.
CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD: Prophet Monarch, the Sentinel is informed.
The matter of scenery for the
Ceremonial Drama can be simple or elaborate—as you desire—can afford— or
as auditorium used is equipped. The simple method will be explained here. If the
auditorium has an outer and inner curtain, a good portion of the worry is
The front curtain, of course, is the regular “house curtain.” An inner
curtain is one that is about four feet behind the front curtain and usually
works on a “traveler” or track, opening from side to side. This inner
curtain should be used for the Prologue and Epilogue. It can also be used for
the Tomb scene by merely placing a few decrepit looking tombstones (scene
painted, of course, and easy to handle) on and a large one in center between the
two curtains to place the candidate therein, or merely place the candidate
between the opening of the curtains, surmising it to be a tomb. You must keep
the lights on a dim blue or green for this scene.
The MOKANNA Court scene should be
set about half stage—using the inner curtain when open as a neutral leg drop.
The throne chair and shrine with the glowing heart and other court decorations
are used to glorify the scene and you can have guards and courtiers in gala
attire as you desire.
The Haunted Forest drop should be
hung down stage behind the inner curtain. When this drop is in position you
clear or “strike” the Mokanna set and make ready the Grotto or Caldron scene.
All these should be pre-set before you start your show. To go into the Caldron scene you merely “take away” the Haunted Forest drop.
From the Caldron you go into the
Tomb scene. This can be another painted drop or use the inner curtain as above
suggested. If you use a painted drop, it should be hung immediately behind the
Haunted Forest drop. While the Tomb scene is on, you prepare for the Storm scene.
The back drop for this can be a special one—your Grotto drop—or a plain gray
or dirty back wall. Your cloud machine and lighting effects, with the wave cloth,
boat, etc., are what make this scene. It should not be brightly lighted, but a
dim blue used.
The Imperial Chamber of Gehenna
can be another special drop, or the cave or Grotto scene can be again utilized.
Just give His Majesty a fiery-looking throne, on a dais if possible, with red
lighting, etc., and you have your scene.
Back to the court of Mokanna as
before—then “close in” with the inner curtain for the Epilogue and you
have your show.
Important Monitoral Suggestion to the Cast
Nothing but most careful study of
the Ritual will qualify the members of the cast to properly present the
ceremonial work of the Grotto.
Each member must not only commit
his part so thoroughly that the words will flow easily and naturally, hut he
must also make himself so familiar with the entire ‘work that he will have a
clear conception of his role, as it relates to other parts, in word and action.
Just as the professional actor
seeks to give the stamp of individuality to his work; so should the leading
members of the cast aspire to present really artistic creations which will
illuminate the text of the drama and make it intensely interesting.
In this connection it may be said
that the notes which accompany the lines of the drama are intended to be merely
suggestions, and are not to be considered as absolutely binding.
The cast should be organized as a
Degree Team and be under the management of a director.
The director should have power to
select the members of the cast, be should also
select his assistants, and be held responsible for the
training of the team.
He should he loyally sustained in
enforcing strict discipline, for without discipline it is impossible to properly
present the drama. At least forty people are required to make up the cast for a
full spectacular presentation, many more can be used to advantage on a large
As part of this Ritual, the
Supreme Council has provided a description of the various Grotto costumes, which
should be consulted before making selections, as it contains valuable
information and suggestions which will be helpful in settling this important
The stage and its equipment demand most careful attention in all the details of
arrangement relating thereto. Therefore, a new Grotto should carefully
investigate the plans adopted by established Grottoes before deciding on the
particulars relating to stage matters.
The committee in charge should
first make a careful study of the Ritual and accompanying notes, which will give
them a general knowledge of what is required, then they should seek the advice
of those who have had actual experience in staging the drama.
By following this plan they will
profit by the experience of others and thus avoid making costly mistakes.
The following suggestions should
be read because they apply to the question under consideration:
List of Properties Necessary in
Putting on Ceremonial
Boat, emblem on ribbon, caldron
pair of horns, tail, ice for hoof, scroll for record, chains, gong, hoodwinks,
thunder sheet, lightning, wind machine, surf machine, casket for Jewel, torches,
ropes, battle axes, tridents, spears, and equipment for putting on stunts in
Feast of Revels. Phonograph records of sound effects are recommended when a P.A.
system is used.
Whatever scheme of stage
equipment is adopted will have to be worked out according to the circumstances
surrounding each case, but, in a general way, it may he said that the equipment
must include a curtain, and drops as follows: Mokena's Court, Haunted Forest,
Wood Scene, rocks, stumps, etc., Caldron, tomb, Storm and River, Imperial
Chamber of Gehenna, also wing, fly and borders to match each drop. Throne for
Throne for His Majesty, shrine for casbet, also electrical wiring, lamps, and
machines for producing necessary light effects.
In order to properly confer the
Order of Veiled Prophet the work of the Grotto must be done on a stage, which
should be in a hall of sufficient size to accommodate the membership of the
Grotto and leave a reasonable floor space immediately in front of the stage
The stage should be large enough
to accommodate the cast and to set the various scenes necessary to make a full
presentation of the drama. It must be equipped with paraphernalia especially
designed for the work, and so arranged that the necessary changes of scenes can
be made with the least possible loss of time.
Note: The Monarch, Chief Justice,
Master of Ceremonies, Orator and Grand Chamberlain enter from rear of the
hall, down the center aisle, onto the stage and take their stations in front of
the curtain. If an orchestra is in pit, it will then play march. Candidates
places in front rows. (The above is optional, the officers can be on the stage
when the curtain goes up, or can enter from center or sides of the stage, with
the exception of the Grand Chamberlain, who should be on the level of the
Ceremonial Drama Section
The Prologue and Epilogue being
definitely not a part of the dramatic section, should not be given in costume or
the heavy colored uncomfortable and terrible looking robes that are so often
used. These two portions of the ceremonial are much better and more impressive
if the officers, or cast members doing this part are dressed in tuxedos, or neat
uniform, business suits, alike if possible. (If summertime dress alike in sports
clothing is distinctive ) A ribbon with the name of the Grotto thereon, worn
over the shoulder as a baldric, as a touch of color; or a wide red ribbon over a
tuxedo is colorful. The Prologue and Epilogue should he played before an inner
curtain, a’ curtain hung four or five feet behind the front or main curtain;
‘this enables the pre-setting of the Mokanna Court scene, and if that is set
in half-stage, the Caldron scene can also be pre-set. If the inner curtain is
not available, then before the regular curtain, if there is sufficient
“APRON” (space between curtain and edge of stage) to stand in comfort.
The poem, “IN A FRIENDLY SORT
OF WAY”, has been so terribly given on so many occasions that it would have
been better to have eliminated it entirely. However, it is so appropriate and
fitting that it should be given, with the speaker facing the audience, talking
out so that the Prophet in the last row hears him as well as the candidate in
the first row. The poem should not be given too fast, nor should the last word
of each line be dropped or lost. Each word should be spoken clearly and
distinctly. There should be no movement among the candidates while the poem is
being recited, so that there is nothing to distract attention from the speaker.
It is not necessary that the
Grand Chamberlain recite the poem. It can be given by any one of the Prophets
on the stage at the time. In some Grottoes it is done very well by someone off
stage speaking through a microphone as though the words were coming from
The Grand Chamberlain should
place the candidates in position before the poem is started, with a Grotto
member at the left end of each line so that the left end candidate will have
someone to place his hand upon.
It is not necessary that the
Monarch or Line Officers give the Prologue and Epilogue. They are usually busy
with other duties and sometimes do not do it as effectively as the regular
members of the cast who would repeat it year after year and are trained and
coached in their lines.
MONARCH: In the Entered Apprentice Degree we are taught, before starting anything
important, we ought to seek our God for help and light, and in that spirit, we
Prophet Chaplain, you will attend at the Altar, all
Pedestal with closed Bible to be
Ion center stage, front, Chaplain will kneel back of pedestal, open Bible, and
give the following prayer.
CHAPLAIN: Great Architect of the Universe, the only true God, who hides not his
face behind a veil, but allows the sunshine of his love to shine down upon us,
we humbly ask Thee tonight for a special blessing upon these Pilgrim Neophytes,
whom we are about to initiate into our mysteries. Endow them with a divine
wisdom, that they may fully absorb the story of Sympathy and Goodfellowship,
which we are about to unfold this evening. And may we all leave here tonight
with the thought in mind to love and serve Thee, and to live and preach the
doctrine of Brotherly Love. All of which we ask in Thy Name. Amen.
MONARCH: All be seated.
GRAND CHAMBERLAIN, On same level
as candidates: Prophet Monarch, these candidates, all of whom
have been regularly proposed and elected to receive the Order of Veiled Prophet,
now seek admission to the Enchanted Realm.
MONARCH: Whence came they?
GRAND CHAMBERLAIN: From the cold light of common day they seek admission to the Enchanted
MONARCH: Have they been duly avouched?
GRAND CHAMBERLAIN: They are all our kind.
MONARCH: Candidates, are you still minded, all bravery and belief, to join the
standard of the Great Mokanna, our Veiled Prophet Chief?
CANDIDATES: We are.
MONARCH: Candidates, it is my pleasure to congratulate you on the honor conferred
by your election to receive the Order of Veiled Prophet, and to assure you that
sincerity of purpose, brings to all thus honored a cordial welcome to our mystic
fellowship. We are now ready to proceed with your induction, but before you
can proceed further in the ceremony, you must give the Prophets here assembled,
positive assurance of your sincerity, in seeking admission to the Order, by
consenting, of your own free will, to proceed and take the Obligation of Veiled
Prophet, which will solemnly bind you to secrecy, obedience and loyalty, as a
member of the Mystic Order of Veiled Prophets of the Enchanted Realm. This
requirement is imperative, and must be cheerfully complied with, if you wish
to proceed farther. In order that you may be better informed before making the
irrevocable decision, our Prophet Orator will now briefly explain to you, the
nature and purpose of our Order.
I charge you to give close attention to his words.
ORATOR: Candidates, the Order of Veiled Prophets of the Enchanted Realm
originated with Master Masons, good and true. It is therefore fundamentally
None but Master Masons in good standing are eligible to membership, and its
superstructure is erected upon the enduring basis of Masonic moral precepts, but
it is in no sense a part of Symbolic Craft Masonry, and makes no claim to be
such. Its purpose is to foster the spirit of good-fellowship among its members
without infringing upon the solemn dignity of the Lodge.
For the accomplishment of that purpose, the Order
establishes Grottoes wherein Master Masons of all Lodges may meet and cultivate
the cheerful side of life, through the enjoyment of social pleasures that serve
to break down the barriers of reserve and unites them in a spirit of sympathy
and good-fellowship, which brightens their lives and makes them better men and
Cheerful goodfellowship founded upon the principles
of Masonic brotherhood, graced with the charm of true sympathy, is the ideal for
which the Mystic Order of Veiled Prophets of the Enchanted Realm stands. If this
ideal appeals to you as being worthy of your loyal support, you will proceed; if
not, you will retire.
MONARCH: Candidates, the decisive moment has arrived. If there be any who do not
wish to proceed, they will now retire. All who wish to proceed raise their right
hands in token of their sincerity
Grand Chamberlain, you will place the candidates in
GRAND CHAMBERLAIN, gives proper
instructions, telling candidates to place their right hand over their heart and
their left hand on the right shoulder of their left hand neighbor, then
recites: When all the world seems gloomy,
Your thoughts are sad and blue
And the clouds hang dark and heavy
And won’t let the sunshine thru,
It makes the day seem brighter
For a fellow just to lay
His hand upon your shoulder
In a friendly sort of way.
It makes the sun come out again,
It makes the pulses start,
You feel a happy throbbing
In the region of your heart;
You feel a lump within your throat—
You don’t know what to say,
When a hand is on your shoulder
In a friendly sort of way.
This world’s a curious compound,
With its honey and its gall,
Its hopes and disappointments,
Rut a good world after all;
And a good God must have made it,
At least that’s what I say—
When a hand is on your shoulder
In a friendly sort of way.
GRAND CHAMBERLAIN after a brief
pause: Prophet Monarch the candidates are in proper
MONARCH: Everyone will rise, the Prophets will remove their Fez, and the
Candidates will give their attention and follow closely while our Chief Justice
administers the Grotto Obligation.
CHIEF JUSTICE: Candidates, you will each say I, pronounce your name and repeat the words
of your Solemn Obligation after me.
I, ..., on my faith and honor as a Master Mason, do
solemnly and sincerely promise and swear, that I will never willingly or
knowingly, reveal to any person, not a member in good standing in the Order,
the secrets of the Mystic Order of Veiled Prophets of the Enchanted Realm,
except to duly elected candidates, under the restrictions of the Supreme Council
of the Order for initiatory purposes.
I do also promise and swear that I will never
as a candidate for the Order, any person, unless I am satisfied that he is a
worthy Master Mason in good standing, nor will I ever be present at the
conferring of the Order on any person I know not to be such.
I do also promise and swear that I will never
affiliate with, nor visit any body of this Order, nor recognize in any way, as
a Veiled Prophet of the Enchanted Realm, any person, unless it, or he, shall
recognize the Supreme Council organized at Hamilton, New York, on June 13,
1890, as the Supreme Body of the Order.
To all of which I do solemnly and sincerely promise
and swear, binding myself under no less a penalty than the infliction of all the
penalties of my Masonic degrees, up to and including that of a Master Mason,
should I ever knowingly or willfully violate this, my solemn Obligation, as a
Veiled Prophet of the Enchanted Realm. So help me God.
MONARCH: Candidates, drop your hands and all be seated.
1. COURT OF MOKANNA— Mokanna,
seated on throne, surrounded by Guards, Magician and other entertainers.
2. THE HAUNTED FOREST—
3. EARTHWARD BANK OP THE STYX or
4. THE SILENT TOMB—
5. THE FURY OF THE ELEMENTS—STORM
SCENE— “The point just above the awful whirlpool,” still on the earthward
bank of the Styx. Dialogue in the Ritual followed. Wind and rain machine or
phonograph records may he used.
Wind and storm record for this
scene can be obtained through the Executive Secretary’s office. Record runs
about four minutes.
6. THE IMPERIAL COURT— His
Majesty on throne, surrounded by Imps and other characters. Red lights, etc.
7. COURT OF MOKANNA— Same as
After obligation, Monarch says: Candidates, be seated.
The lines to follow are new; they
are spoken by the Narrator. If you decide to use them do not use any part of the
lines spoken by “Goodfellow,” throughout the rest of the Ritual.
As candidates are seating
themselves, lights are dimmed to a blackout—Officers leave stage and Narrator
enters in the dark—slips in on either side or in center, with the curtain
itself for a background, a small green spotlight is slowly focused upon him. He
should be clothed in a long dark robe, there should be a hood on the robe with a
slight peak in the rear, and the front should be drawn so that merely the face
shows, with no makeup. Remember the Narrator is not a character playing a part,
but recites his lines as a reader giving an historical lecture or explanation.
NARRATOR: Prophets and Neophytes. The drama, we are about to portray for you is
neither a myth nor a legend, but is actually based upon the early history of
Persia, at a period when, through dissension there came into power the second
dynasty, controlled by the Sassanian Kings, under Chosroes II. During this period
many strange cults of fire-worshippers sprang up in Persia, and one with
a large following was that of the Prophet Mokanna. This Prophet had been
afflicted with a terrible disease known as the black small pox, but so that his
followers would not see his affliction, he covered his face with a veil, and
told them that he was descended from God and that his eyes were so dazzling that
humans, until purified, could not look upon his face.
To Enable the Neophyte to join the ranks of this
Prophet, it was necessary that he undertake a long and dangerous journey,
overcome all obstacles and return with the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted
Realm, which the Prophet dedicated as Truth. Neophytes, soon you will be
introduced into the presence of the Veiled Prophet, the Great Mokanna One of you
will be chosen lo venture forth in quest of the Priceless Jewel! His journey
will take him through the haunted forest to the borderland between earth and
hell into the land of Erebus, the God of Darkness, where he is beset by
Melancholy and Despair and other dwellers of this Realm of shade. A stranger in
a strange land, he is warned to depart, but heedless of all warnings, he wanders
near the borders of the forbidden land where he is discovered by Cerberus, the
Watchdog, who guards the entrance to Hades, and is taken before Minos the Chief
Justice and Executioner of the Underworld.
His Satanic Majesty is summoned, and the mortal
condemned to the usual tortures from which he is saved by Rhadamanthus, the kind
and just judge, who discovered that he had stood in the northeast corner of the
lodge. The Neophyte is put to the Supreme Test. He makes a perilous journey,
beset by all the horrors of the underworld but finally with the assistance of
old Charon, he safely crosses the River Styx, where he is again met by his
Satanic Majesty, who congratulates him upon his successful journey, and tries to
reward him by making him a full fledge Imp. However, because the light of
good-fellowship is discovered shining on his brow, he is driven from Hell at the
order of his majesty who gives him the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted Realm
which was all that remained to remind him of his lost estate. The quest is ended.
The powers of evil have been overcome by a heart glowing with sympathy and a
countenance beaming with the war of goodfellowship.
The purpose of this drama is primarily initiation,
but it also serves as a noble example of the Neophyte overcoming all obstacles
and returning with the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted Realm, and culminates in
a grand climax, when the Neophyte returns triumphant and is hailed with joyous
enthusiasm and acclamation amid the splendor of Mokanna’s court. And now on
with the play.
Spotlight off and curtain up on
the Mokanna Court Scene.
Goodfellow: Ha! Ha! Ho! Ho! so this is earth, where mortals dwell,
The place they leave when they go to Hell!
And there tonight, if you’d like to know,
Is exactly where you indicating
all candidates are going to go.
Yes, good friends—and I have many, many such—
Who treat me rather well—and, I hope—love me
So, ere the descent we really start,
My name—to you I shall impart—
Well—I am—just a “Goodfellow”
Whose duty is for you to arrange
A journey thru regions mystic and strange.
So then—In the name of our Mighty Mokanna, our
Veiled Prophet Chief, I ask that you imagine yourselves living about 1200 years
ago, when this Mighty Mokanna conquered and ruled the land of Persia. You will
be commanded by him to set forth on a quest—to proceed on a journey—and seek
the Priceless Jewel of The Enchanted Realm. One of you will be designated—specially
chosen—personally honored to physically make this journey, which will be a
thrilling and dangerous one. So now—let us go back—back 100 years—another
hundred—500 years—1,000 years—1,200 years. Behold! We find ourselves in
the court and in the presence of the Veiled Prophet Mokanna himself.
Spotlight off and curtain up on
This can be as elaborate an
ancient Persian Court as you care to make it. It is recommended, however, that
it be confined, if possible, to only half-stage depth, thus permitting the main
part of the Caldron or Grotto Scene to be pre-set. This also permits the Haunted
Forest drop to be lowered in front of the main properties of this scene, and
then removed QUIETLY while the Haunted Forest scene is in progress. The Veiled
Prophet is seated on his throne in rear of stage, left of center, the shrine can
be upstage in center, or it can be a little to the right, of these positions.
Mokanna’s throne and shrine can be reversed. These scenes can be dressed up
with courtiers, guards, magicians, entertainers, etc. Music and entertainment
can be in progress as curtain rises and continues for a few minutes, then
Sarpedon, down right addressing Mokanna, says: Oh, Mighty Mokanna! These Neophytes, all bravoy and belief, bow in
suppliance before thy throne, and vow subservience to thy laws and mysteries
till in the grave.
MOKANNA: Neophytes, we greet ye! Welcome to our glorious standard.
Standard can be on stage and
referred to by indication, or brought in by guard and placed and referred to
at the time.
From this hour ye are forever bound to my service.
Yet, ere ye can enter into my Fellowship and stand with the faithful of the
Realm, ye must be proved worthy by supreme tests. He on whom the lot shall Fall
must make the quest through Earth and Air, through grisly paths of black despair,
the flaming depths of Hell must dare, for the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted
Realm. Are ye, all bravery and belief, still minded to join my faithful host?
NEOPHYTES: I am.
MOKANNA: Then bow thy luckless heads, the lot shall fall. Sarpedon, cast the
Sarpedon draws name from urn or
vase and reads slowly the name of the candidate selected. Grand Chamberlain
brings him on stage and places robe on him.
A very effective way to get name
is to have iron kettle on stage with small electric heating unit in same.
Sarpedon has small can with a little ‘black powder in it which he throws into
iron pot as the powder hits the heat unit, up comes a cloud of smoke, out of
which Sarpedon appears to read the name of candidate.
MOKANNA: When fell the fateful lot, Neophytes, ye faltered not. Thus proven, all
bravery and belief, I take ye for mine own, bounden forever to my throne. Go
forth at the trumpet’s call, my glorious banner to uphold.
Neophyte But woe to see thou luckless
wight, clothed in pilgrim garb. Seek thou alone the Priceless Jewel of the
Enchanted Realm. Thy quest will lead thee to the depth of Hell, to that place of
horrors, where demons dwell. May the genial glow of a vision splendid attended
thy quest in triumph ended.
Ere thou depart, I present thee an amulet.
Sarpedon procures the amulet,
which is a Grotto emblem on a cord. It can be on a small stand near Mokanna. He
hands it to Mokanna who places it around the Neophyte’s neck like a necklace.
Wear thou it constantly, for it holds a charm to
shield thee from all danger and harm.
And now, Sarpedon, conduct the bewildered hopeful
to the edge of the Haunted Forest, that mystic and gruesome domain, betwixt
earth and hell. Thou wilt there leave him alone. Then
Thou wilt be dolorously and ghoulishly greeted by gloomy denizens and demons
that inhabit the regions through which thou wilt pass. Dependent upon thy
deportment, courage, cheerfulness, depth of sincerity and honesty of purpose
will be the reception and personal treatment which thou wilt experience
through the ordeals which will surely follow. And so, farewell!
Trumpet blows, and Sarpedon
slowly conducts Neophyte off stage as curtain falls.
At end of Mokanna Court Scene
curtain closes and lights dim out, then green spotlight upon Goodfellow, who
has taken his place in front of curtain as before. Note: Stage crew should now
QUIETLY remove or “Strike” the Mokanna scene and place the Haunted Forest
drop in place. This drop should be “down stage.” i e, towards the audience
and about four or five feet if possible behind the front curtain. This change
can be made in a fraction of a minute. The Mokanna scene should be set in not
more than half stage—i e., about half way back This arrangement also enables
the Caldron and Caldron drop be pre-set. That is all set before the show
starts. In this way you merely “take away” for the first few scenes, or set
while one scene is being played. (QUIETLY, of course.)
Stage crew prepares Haunted
Forest scene. Good-fellow on and green spotlight on him.
GOODFELLOW: Leaving the court of Mokanna you will again use your imagination and we
will go far—far—faraway to the land of Mythology—This
line should be done slowly and impressively with a slow sweeping gesture and
with the proper expression on the face and with the eyes, indicating the mental
transportation to the realms of mythology where you will find
strange creatures mocking at you—Melancholy and Despair will grip your
soul—but—with your hope, determination, laughter and reason—you
persistently journey on—so—again let us travel farther—farther on into
the realm of phantasy—into the land of Mythology—to that region of
horrors—betwixt Earth and Hell—the Haunted Forest!
Spotlight out—Goodfellow slinks
off and curtain up on Haunted Forest Scene—in blue or green light—at end of
scene as Melancholy drives Neophyte to his “doom”—lights slowly out—curtain
down—Goodfellow in place and green spotlight on him—remove Haunted Forest
drop and have Caldron ready—lighted in red.
THE HAUNTED FOREST
This should be set in what we
call one or one and one-half. Which means down stage, utilizing about one-third
or one-fourth of the stage depth. This enables the stage crew to QUIETLY strike
or remove the Mokanna Court scene and set the Caldron or Grotto scene.
The Haunted Forest should be
dimly lighted in blue with a green spotlight focused upon MELANCHOLY, who should
be squatted left of center as far back as possible. If the spotlight is used, it
can be switched to catch and follow DESPAIR when he enters from left.
Remember right and left means the
right and left as the actor faces the audience. Curtain up slowly, when it is up,
MELANCHOLY speaks gloomily, disdainfully, slowly and with pessimistic
conviction—sort of thinking out aloud.
MELANCHOLY: O! dismal abode of grief and woe, through all eternity, am I destined to
linger harrowing here, stealing away the effulgence of HUMAN ASPIRATIONS
endlessly the pilgrims come, endlessly I strive to disillusion them, with the
philosophy of bitter truth. But all in vain, they will not heed. Shake
head in disgust
and apparently doze off repeating THEY will not heed. Neophyte
slowly enters right, DESPAIR enters from left, sees candidate, approaches with a
few steps, indicating with right hand and arm the appropriate gesture in an
exaggerated manner as he speaks slowly with a huge SARDONIC self-satisfied and
DESPAIR: Come, come, my dear fellow, come! I am DESPAIR, you know—and may take
ANYONE. Nodding head.
Yes, I torture and twist the mind—thwart worldly ambitions, cajole into
madness, even lead to SUICIDE, Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha! I have been lurking, in the
background of your being for a long, long time, and have followed you closely
since Sarpedon left you at the edge of this forest. You have been hopelessly,
aimlessly, wandering for many days, and, I ask you, what for! WHAT FOR, I ask!
Why? stepping closer
I am getting closer, closer, with hopelessness, despondency, desperation. These,
I give you getting a closer look at his face, then
with a change of intonation and a slight step backward What? Thou
fearest me not but appear joyous and contended, BAH! I like this not in thee.
Smiles, laughter, the joy of doing for others, contentment, happiness, these
characteristics in mortals are not to my liking! They only frustrate the aims of
despair. Angrily seizing him—on the last few words
above—menacingly steps up to candidate, looking him in the eye and seizing
him fiercely by the right arm, holds the position a few seconds without moving,
then with a satisfied grin): Ah! That is better, now come, come with
me to the cave of DESPAIR. Take Neophyte by left arm
and start a few steps toward center, as WIZARD enters from left, sees DESPAIR
and Neophyte, peers at them with astonishment and wonder, then speaks.
DESPAIR: Ah! You old WIZARD, you here again. You who fear not DESPAIR.
Yes, ‘tis I, the old WIZARD, who have mastered thee and fear thee not, I laugh
at thee, Ho! Ho! Ho! Get thee gone, go join thy companions Melancholy and
WIZARD: Away with you. Away!
DESPAIR leaves and slinks off
right first entrance, WIZARD then approaches Neophyte, scrutinizes him from
all sides, feels him, then, apparently satisfied, nodding his head, speaks.
WIZARD should not show anger, but rather kindly advice.
Thou are indeed flesh and blood, another mortal
that has dared to enter this dread domain twixt earth and hell, where spectors
dwell, and fearful Despair, and brooding Melancholy warps thy very soul, Mortal,
heed my warning, thou are not welcome here. Depart, ere vials of wrath break
upon thy defenseless head and overwhelm thee with unutterable woe. I tell thee
go. Turns back to Neophyte and starts to walk away,
stops, looks over shoulder, acts surprised to see Neophyte still there.
What, thou wilt not? Ah, well, be it so. Fools were ever bold and rush in where
angels fear to tread. List, Oh, Neophyte! I could to thee a tale unfold, whose
lightest word would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, make thy two
eyes like stars start from their sockets, thy knotted locks to part, and each
particular hair to stand on end like quills of the fretful porcupine looking
hint over with a knowing smirk. But—nay—I will not! I leave thee
to thy fate seeing and indicating Melanchol.
Yea, e’en now brooding and mournful Melancholy hovers near. Fare thee well,
fare thee well. Exits right gleefully, chuckling.
MELANCHOLY, rising and crossing
to Neophyte, looking him over and to him:
Alas, as I thought, another pilgrim, and as usual, rosy with hope’s glowing
O child of hope, turn back! While there is yet time
and opportunity, turn from yon unattainable goal toward which thine unreasoning,
over-mastering ambition impells thee. Behold the perilous path thou must tread,
the dangers thou must meet, the obstacles thou must surmount to win the golden
goal of thy dreams, behold, and TREMBLE! Oh, I implore thee, heed well the
solemn admonition they afford and turn from this fatal threshold. And what if
thou succeed? What if thou win the reward of thy quest and hear the cheers of
victory? Of what avail? What, fool, thou smilest? Knowest that laughter and
smiles are mine enemies? Thou art endeavoring to conquer and frustrate
Thou disdainest my advice? Thou fool, FOOL, blind and obstinate FOOL! On then,
to thy destruction, I’ll test well the mettle of thy will, and he of the skull
and cross bones, he of the scythe and coffin will vanquish thee at last. On to
thy doom, ON TO THY DOOM! ON TO THY DOOM! Lights dim
down and slow curtain.
When curtain falls on Haunted
Forest Scene—GREEN spotlight on for Goodfellow—stage crew removes Haunted
Forest drop and should be ready for Caldron scene, which has been pre-set.
GOODFELLOW: Thy doom! Thy doom! Ha! Ha! Ho! Ho!
Soon you will truly find yourself in the Infernal
Regions—at the borders of Gehenna—that place of terror and torture—demons
will discover and torment you—the great Lucifer himself will quiz you. Spotlight
off Goodfellow. Lights and curtain up on Caldron scene.
EARTHWARD BANK OF THE RIVER STYX OR CALDRON SCENE
A cavern or cave scene makes an
excellent setting for this act. With the Caldron back in center, this should be
so constructed that a person can be placed in it and later removed, flame and
fire effects under and about the Caldron, these effects can be worked out by
those interested in lighting and stage mechanics. The stage lighting should be
predominantly RED. Flash effects for the entrance of His Majesty are also
At the rise of the curtain, the
Grand Marshal is discovered. He gazes inquiringly off stage, left—crosses to
left, peers warningly, decides the red light is glaring, then hurriedly crosses
to right and calls.
GRAND MARSHAL: Dwellers of the realm of shade! crosses to left
and calls off stage in that direction.
Dwellers of the realm of shade! crosses
back to center and facing front, continues as Imps, and Charon, enter from both
Assemble in grim mysterious council. The red lights
glare and mortals wander near our borders.
To Chief Justice who has entered
from left: To you, most mighty Chief Justice, who knows not
what mercy is, His Majesty has proclaimed that you carry out his mandates and
that you execute his commands on the victim last brought before him.
CHIEF JUSTICE: Are our borders securely guarded?
GRAND MARSHAL: Bravest sentinels are now guarding all our borders.
MINOS (C. J.): ‘Tis well, come, ye Imps of Torture, turn on your fiercest flames Busy
imps at Caldron, flames roaring, etc. And armed with burning tridents,
gleaming forks, and barbed spears, execute His Majesty’s commands, unseasoned
with mercy, until the luckless mortal shall howl and curse the hour that brought
him here. Bring forth the victim.
Victim is dragged out by Imps, he
escapes, is captured, then placed in Caldron.
Drive deep your forks into his q-u-i-v-e-r-i-n-g flesh, Ha! Ha! Ha! The
above speech or something similar can be “ad libitum” a time or two, with
appropriate action and gestures from Imps. Drive deep your forks of
F-I-R-E into his quivering flesh. Wind round him RED HOT CHAINS. Then
gleefully chuckling, turn front and towards left and see Cerberus and Neophyte
about to enter from down left, then with a change of expression to sternness,
read following line with stern sarcasm, burn it right in, to Neophyte, eye to
eye, while taking a few steps in his direction, as you do this, Imps, etc.,
notice where your eyes are focused. Charon also notices the intruder and
‘springs forward to meet him and Cerberus Cross axes and stop them down left,
or down right should you prefer they make their entrance from that spot. If so,
the Chief Justice must change gaze, etc., accordingly.)
CHARON: Back! Back! I say, upon your lives, turn back! There are sights and scenes
here that no mortal may look upon.
CERBERUS to CHARON: Stand from my path and let me pass. I have a duty to perform, which
brooks not of delay. Stand back, I say. Attempts to
pass, is resisted by Charon.
CHARON: Once more I warn you back, another step and I will hurl you to destruction.
MINOS: Cerberus, what means this untimely interruption of our duty? Are you mad
that you would bring another victim here, ere this one is disposed of? Speak, if
thou has ought to say.
CERBERUS: Most mighty Chief Justice, this vase is dire and urgent, and brooks not
delay. While keeping watch and ward upon the outmost borders of our Realm. my
faithful Imps suddenly surprised this monster of the upper air. Summoned by them
I made a swift examination, and found him as you see, a hoofless, hornless,
tailless anthropos. Whereupon. I seized and brought him to this dread presence.
Behold, he awaits your will.
MINOS: ‘Tis well. And yet, it may be ILL for him. Cerberus, you were faithful
to your duty and none too quick in its discharge. What seeks he?
CERBERUS: From being found within our borders, we judge he seeks to gain an entrance
to our Realm.
What purpose can he have in this?
CERBERUS: From the manner in which he is clothed, we judge his purpose is to gain a
knowledge of our mysteries.
MINOS: His curiosity may cost him dear. Can you avouch his sincerity?
CERBERUS: I cannot.
MINOS: Will you say he is no spy?
CERBERUS: I will not.
MINOS: Dare you recommend him to our mercy?
CERBERUS: I dare not.
GRAND MARSHAL, from Caldron and indicating victim
therein: Most, mighty Chief Justice, our
victim here is in a swoon. What shall we do with him?
MINOS: Remove him—to—to the torture chamber. Victim
is removed and placed on floor, and carried off at the word “Go”.
Pour molten brimstone down his throat till he revives, and then proceed. But
stay, Grand Marshal looking at
Neophyte let ten fold keener tortures be
prepared for fresher victims. Go!
GRAND MARSHAL, as victim
from stage: Turn
on your fiercest flames, until this Caldron roars and these chains grow white
with heat. During the above Cerberus should edge the
Neophyte about center stage and leave him there, then the Chief Justice goes
towards him, looks him over, as he laughs.
Ha! Ho! Ho! Crossing to left of Neophyte. Come,
ye Imps. Imps come down, two on each side of Chief
MINOS (pointing to victim): Heat up the Caldron with flames of fire—
And make this guilty wretch expire.
We’ll steam up his flesh and heat his bones—
Laugh at his cries and hiss his groans.
IMP NO. 1 steps forward and
points at victim: We’ll scratch out his name—his
And forget that he ever lived or died.
IMP NO. 2, steps forward and
points at victim: Leave not one mark or spot to
That he entered Hades here below.
IMP NO. 3, steps forward and
points at victim: So foul and vile a wretch as he—
Should burn and then forgotten he.
IMP NO. 4, steps forward and
points at victim: So throw on the fuel—stir up
And let the guilty wretch expire.
CHIEF JUSTICE, walking down stage
and pointing to Neophytes: And now you know what’s
in store for you—
If you are not faithful brave and true.
So Mortals all consider well—
Before you start that path to hell.
MINOS: Demons, this interruption of our duty and this last invasion of our Realm
demands our swift attention. But the case transcends our powers and necessitates
the presence of His Majesty. Let the grand alarm be given.
The grand alarm is given by three
strokes on a loud sounding gong or bell. It could be done by the Grand Marshal
on stage or by someone off stage. His Majesty appears in a glory of red light,
all salute His Majesty, then after a moment of silence, he proceeds, with stern
and solemn tone, as follows: Minos,
Chief Justice of the Realm, what dire necessity has come that you should call
me to this throne of judgment?
MINOS: Your Majesty, while carrying out your mandate on him last brought before
you, we were suddenly surprised and interrupted by Cerberus, who on the
outmost borders of our Realm, had captured yonder luckless mortal. Behold, he
awaits your will.
HIS MAJESTY: Has he been avouched for?
MINOS: He has not.
HIS MAJESTY: Cerberus, faithful watch-dog of the Realm, had he no word, nor sign, nor
rare endowment by which he gained a rightful entrance to our Plutonian Shades?
CERBERUS: Your Majesty, he had no word, nor sign; and, as for rare endowments, umph!
He had neither hoof, horns, nor tail.
HIS MAJESTY: What! Caught within our borders thus! His doom and destiny are
self-pronounced. Short shrift we’ll make of him. Seize and bind him for the
caldron. Let all the furies of the Realm assemble. Let fiercest fires ...
RHADAMANTHUS, rushes on stage and
interrupts His Majesty: Your Majesty! Your Majesty!
HIS MAJESTY, impatiently: Well?
RHADAMANTHUS: Lend me your ears for one brief moment. I know this hoofless, hornless,
tailless Anthropos and have his record here. Throws
out roll of paper or scroll of black cloth, about 12 feet long and 1 foot wide,
so that it will unroll on floor. ‘Tis dark and dubious, but one
thing may be said of him, he has stood in the Northeast Corner of the Lodge.
HIS MAJESTY: Has stood in the Northeast Corner of the Lodge? Said
slowly and impressively, then a pause, as if considering.) If this be
true, it only gives him respite for further trials. Release him. Neophyte
is released, Demons and Imps gather round caldron and fix their eyes on Neophyte,
profound silence for a moment, then His Majesty proceeds.
is there anything further we should know before proceeding?
RHADAMANTHUS: There is, Your Majesty. First, his presumption soars so high that he
regards himself the peer of any in this Realm. All
whistle. Second, his ambition is so
vaulting and o’erleaping that he will not be satisfied until he is possessed
of the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted Realm. All
groan and last, his egotism is so towering
and top-lofty that, among the beings of the upper lair, he accounts himself a
very devil of a fellow. Ha! Ha! Ha!
HIS MAJESTY: Miserable Anthropos, among the being of the upper air you have a fable of
a frog which ambitioned to become an ox. Its fate should make the bravest
hesitate. Ambition, Presumption, Egotism spell out destruction to a mortal. To
which of these do you plead guilty?
CERBERUS, after consulting with
Neophyte: To all of these, Your Majesty, and indeed much
HIS MAJESTY: To all and much more. This is the very climax of bravado. Mortal, attend
my words, You are now in the Realm of Darkness, situated on the earthward bank
of the River Styx whose deep dark waters surge between you and the lurid shores
beyond. You are soon to be ferried across the Stygian flood, at a point just
above the awful whirlpool, by old Charon himself. Summon to your aid all your
fortitude, gather up your mightiest powers, for you are now called upon to meet
the supreme moment of your life. But remember, henceforth, you must act and
answer for yourself. Are you ready?
NEOPHYTE: I am. If Neophyte does not answer promptly,
Cerberus should answer for him by saying, “He is”.
HIS MAJESTY, reading scroll: It stands recorded here
that he deems himself the Peer of any in this Realm; that it is his ambition to
obtain the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted Realm, and that he thinks himself a
very devil of a fellow. Rhadamanthus, can all this be true?
RHADAMANTHUS: Your Majesty, it not only can be, but is. Whistle.
HIS MAJESTY: On looking him over from head to foot, then
back to his face what does he base this high opinion of himself?
RHADAMANTHUS: He could say more of himself, Your Majesty, but his modesty forbids. Ha!
HIS MAJESTY: Can he give us a reason why we should think him a devil of a fellow?
RHADAMANTHUS: Reason! He has lost his reason, Your Majesty. That is the reason he is
here. All groan.
HIS MAJESTY: Has lost his reason — ‘Tis enough. Addressing
Neophyte: We are satisfied that you are in
some respects what you claim to be, but—before you can succeed in your quest,
it will be necessary for you to make the dreadful journey to Realm of Shades. It
is dark and dangerous passage, but, assisted by old Charon, we hope you may
succeed. You will therefore suffer yourself to be conducted to a place remote
from this, known only to ourselves. There you will be met with kindly greetings,
soothed by gentle ministrations, and conducted to your journey’s end as softly
and tenderly, we hope, as tho borne on the fleecy bosom of a sunset cloud. Grand
Marshal of the Realm, let bravest sentinels keep watch upon all our borders,
while we retire to deeper shades and more important duties. Momentous is the
hour. Our watch words: Silence and Eternal Vigilance.
All on stage repeat solemnly: “Silence and Eternal Vigilance.”
On lines “Silence and Eternal
Vigilance”—done slowly and in deep voice—gradually getting deeper and
slower—dim lights slowly and close curtain likewise to blackout, then
Goodfellow in place and green spotlight up as before. Strike Caldron scene and
put Tomb scene on. This is also well down stage, towards audience, so that Storm
scene can be set QUIETLY, OF COURSE—while Tomb scene is being played.
Ha! Ha! Ho! Ho! Tortures, painful tortures, are non
being prepared for you. Pluto will sentence you to the tomb—the tomb—Oh yes,
that rhymes with DOOM. Remember—”to thy Doom?” Ha! Ha! Cerberus, the
faithful watch-dog of the Realm, will conduct you to that gruesome abode. In
due time the order will be given for your release, and you will emerge therefrom
only to be warned of further and more dismal and FATAL terrors that await you if
you persist in your quest. Your determination is adamant—you—being the
“master of your fate,” cheerfully press on. Then it is that old Charon, the
faithful ferryman of the river Styx, is summoned— But first: on to the
ghoulish domain, that final and dismal abode that awaits you all—the clammy,
clammy tomb. These last words very slowly and with a
Goodfellow off and tomb scene on.
THE SILENT TOMB
Opens with tomb scene, to be
worked in front of drop immediately back of first entrance. While stage crew is
preparing storm scene.
CERBERUS, enters stage from left
wing down stage opposite tomb with Neophyte, then proceeds as follows: Mortal, you have but a few brief moments to prepare for that which
awaits you. Swiftly and silently the powers of darkness are gathering for your
destruction. Repair to yon lonely tomb, where, shut within its dark and
loathsome walls, in company with ghastly forms of death, prepare your mind in
silent meditation to endure the terrible ordeal that awaits you.
Cerberus conducts Neophyte to
CERBERUS, reading inscription
over tomb entrance: “Abandon hope all ye who enter
Neophyte enters tomb.
HIS MAJESTY, enters from right,
impressively: ‘Tis now the witching time of night when
graveyards yawn, and Hell itself breathes out contagion to the world. This is
the time when screech-owls cry and ban-dogs howl; when dead men’s graves are
opened and the sheeted dead do squeak and gibber in the streets. ‘Tis the time
when Melancholy sets a-brooding on the hearts of men, when black-robed
Conscience wrings their souls and makes them cry in anguish for light to end the
torments of the night. Groans off stage.
Hark, what sound was that?
CERBERUS: ‘Tis the wailing of a tormented soul.
HIS MAJESTY: A tormented soul, how I love the wailing of a tormented soul.
Demons, let down more closely the sable shades of
night, that we may be undisturbed, for we have wild and dreadful work to do. Pauses.
Cerberus, if the mortal still lives, bring him forth from the tomb.
Cerberus brings Neophyte before
HIS MAJESTY: Charon faithful ferryman of the Styx enter
Charon from right prepare your craft, summon your bravest crew, for
the waves roll heavily tonight, and this luckless mortal must cross the Stygian
flood pointing to Neophyte.
CHARON, in loud voice: Ahoy, ye Imps of darkness! On deck, ye trusty crew! Unmoor our craft and
get ye to the sturdy oar, for a mortal must be ferried to the lurid shore this
night. It will be wild and dreadful work, but we’ll get him there, dead or
alive—we’ll get him there. Exit Charon right.
HIS MAJESTY: Mortal, the horologue of fate has tolled forth the hour of your dread
doom, and I must say farewell, while you must go in darkness and alone to a
point, on the bank of the black river, where Charon with his craft awaits to
ferry you across the angry flood. Thenceforth, your path will be over a rough
and rocky way, all slippery with the slime of decayed bodies of those who have
perished in the attempt to cross before you. About your feet will crawl horrid,
hissing, slimy snakes and lizards. Great warty toads will wallow in your path.
In the air above you will hover black winged bats, huge vampires and fiends of
darkness. Far below, on one side of your slippery path, flow mad waters in
perpetual tumult; on the other yawns a frightful chasm. A misstep on the hither
side will plunge you to the savage, upreaching, black waves below; a misstep on
the farther side and you will be hurled to the appalling depths of the chasm
which is already paved with crumbling bones of other victims. Neophyte, attend!
Dost thou still persist in this appalling quest? To all these menacing threats
and dread warnings of the terrors that await thee, findest thou fit answer in
Cardboard in wings in line with
NEOPHYTE, reads in loud, clear
voice: Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever Gods there be
For my unconquerable soul.
It matters not how straight the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll, 1 am the
master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
Note: Only two verses from
“Invictus” are used to save time. It may also be sung by a Prophet
for the Neophyte in this scene.
Bravely spoken, Neophyte, and like a true Prophet. At
the words “true Prophet,” Charon, standing in the wings, will blow his horn,
giving three loud blasts.
HIS MAJESTY: Old Charon winds his horn. Guided by its sound you must seek him out, in
darkness and alone. And now very sarcastic
we shall see how much good that Amulet will do. Majesty
points to Amulet, and as Neophyte walks off stage On to thy doom
on to thy doom.
Curtain down-~green spotlight on
Good fellow and prepare storm scene.
GOODFELLOW: The ponderous and marble jaws of the tomb have cast thee up again—but—old
Charon is obediently and anxiously waiting to ferry you across this river or
death—which has ne’er been successfully and safely crossed by mortal man.
Will you succeed and make a safe passage? It will be a most dangerous and stormy
journey, with Chaos, the God of Confusion, calling on all the elements to
destroy you. What success will you have? Will you safely reach the lurid shore
beyond? Peal of thunder is heard and lights start to
dim. Let us hope—fervently
hope that you do succeed.
Lights out and into the storm
After storm scene—lights out—curtain
closed and spotlight on Goodfellow as before—”strike” storm scene and
prepare Imperial Chambers of Gehenna scene—if necessary for economical reasons,
this can again be the cave scene without the caldron—but—with a throne chair
and other decorative pedestals, etc.
SCENE NO. 5
Cerberus, Charon, Chaos, Imps, etc, up stage right.
CHARON: Cerberus, is this the luckless mortal that must cross tonight?
CERBERUS: It is, but it were better for him that he had never been born.
CHARON: Lend me your aid that he may be helped on board our craft.
Chaos approaches just as Neophyte
is placed in boat.
CHAOS: Stay Charon, what is your purpose and whom have you here?
CHARON: A mortal that must cross tonight.
CHAOS: Think not to ferry this mortal to lurid shore beyond. Chaos, God of
Confusion, commands you to stay.
It is His Majesty’s command, and though you and
all the Gods of Earth and Heaven oppose me, yet will I go.
CHAOS: What! Old Charon dare again defy Chaos, God of Confusion; and attempt to
ferry mortal man across the River Styx to the lurid shore beyond? By all the
infernals, he shall not. Assemble, all my minions; Red Vulcan, God of Fire. Vulcan
answers with flash of fire. Wild Boreas, God of Wind Boreas
answers with storm of wind; Great Jove, with thy forked lightnings
and ear-splitting thunder Jove answers with flashing
lightning and roaring thunder; Fierce Furies, and Neptune, Mighty God
of Ocean Furies and Neptune answer with sound of rain
and surging surf: churn these black waters into hissing foam, twist
them in sucking whirlpools, heave them into toppling mountains and hurl him down
the swirling vortex to destruction!
Charon is nonplussed and
HIS MAJESTY, rushing on stage
from left, loudly: Charon! Why don’t you go?
CHARON: Your Majesty, Old Chaos has broken loose, with all his furious satellites,
and with lightnings and black tempest is marshalling his hosts for our
destruction. I dare not go.
HIS MAJESTY: I tell you go, though you and all your craft be lost.
CHARON: I obey; but we shall all be lost. Charon and
Neophyte enter boat. Storm increases in fury. Charon, standing in boat and
rowing with one oar. No dialogue. Pantomine, except demoniacal laughter off
stage, thunder, lightning, storm and rain. Phonograph sound effects may be
When Charon and Neophyte reach
opposite side of the stage—the house curtain is closed—the storm scene
“struck” (removed) and the Gehenna scene IMMEDIATELY set—the Grotto or
cave scene can be used for this with a throne chair on a dais—in center rear—fiery
pedestals, etc.—also a small stand at right of throne on which is placed the
casket with the glow—the Goodfellow side to rear. In the crossing during the
storm scene—this can be made in either direction, but the previous stage
directions given in the Ritual all lead to the crossing being made from. right
to left—i. e., actors right and left—as he faces the audience. When curtain
drops on STORM SCENE—GREEN SPOTLIGHT IMMEDIATELY on GOODFELLOW—and QUICK
CHANGE TO GEHENNA SCENE —QUIETLY.
GOODFELLOW: Lucky, lucky mortals—you have done that which no mortal has done before—you
have safely crossed the river Styx—the river of Death. But—what now? You
have arrived in Hell!—and will be found wandering by limps—little devils—who
seize and conduct you to the dread presence of His Majesty—the ruler of Hades,
himself. Being an “apparent” goodfellow—with an ulterior motive at all
times—a master of intrigue and design—he will congratulate you on the
success of your most unusual journey, and endeavor to make of you one of his
minions. You, however, have a definite purpose in having risked and dared all on
this tortuous and near suicidal journey—so you promptly decline his
proposition and adornments. Why? Because you still seek the Priceless Jewel of
The Enchanted Realm.
This persistency—this temerity on your part—angers
old Lucifer—he goes into a rage, recalling his past eminence, and foreseeing a
hopeless future for himself, because of unconquerable hearts of bravery and
truth—like yours—he presents to you a casket—symbolic of the Priceless
Jewel you are seeking—which he has had from Realms above, ever fearfully
reminding him of his past and lost power and estate. In a rage of madness, he
banishes you from his sight. Left alone, with his maddening rage becoming more
intense—His Majesty bitterly and fatally realizing the folly of evil—writhing
in agony, dies. Thus should perish—the evil in you-with your heart aglow
only with good and the joy of doing for others—clean companionship—SYMPATHY
Spotlight off and curtain up on
Inferno scene—at end of scene—curtain down and spotlight on Goodfellow as
before—reset Mokanna scene.
THE IMPERIAL CHAMBER OF GEHENNA
Indicate some excitement off stage—right—at
rise of curtain. This can be an elaborate hellish scene, or if more
convenient and economical the cave scene used in the Caldron scene can be used—without
the Caldron—but a fiery throne, etc., used to dress it up—red should again
be the predominant lighting—at rise of curtain the Imps took off stage right
in the direction of the excitement—and excitedly report to His Majesty. All
characters should salute His Majesty when addressing him throughout the
drama—with the proper salute.
IMPS: Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Old Charon approaches and has with him a
HIS MAJESTY: Bid Charon enter immediately, and some of ye Imps guard well the mortal. Charon
enters and His Majesty continues. Your passage was most stormy and I
understand your passenger is yet alive.
CHARON: He is, indeed, Your Majesty, and truly he is a mortal possessed of
undaunted fortitude. As to our passage it was vulnerable and most hazardous.
Huge mountainous waves engulfed us—we were in the midst of violent
death-dealing storm and tumult throughout the entire crossing—but—the
amazing gallantry—valor and deep conviction of ultimate attainment—as
displayed by this mortal—also with a smile
thanks to my sturdy craft and my skillful guidance—we reached the shores
safely. I endeavored to dissuade him from proceeding further—and offered to
guide him safely back to Realms above but—he could not be swerved from his
purpose; so I have conducted him to your dread presence and now he awaits your
HIS MAJESTY: Bring him hither, I fain would have speech with him.
The following is optional and can
be put in as Charon leaves the stage to bring back the candidate.
His Majesty slowly walks around
the pedestal with the Priceless Jewel on top and says the following:
Oh, effulgent light of purest ray, shining o’er
my soul dominion like a God. Ah, thy presence here but mocks me, for I once all
glorious stood at Heaven’s portal till pride and ambition threw me down,
in Heaven against Heaven’s matchless crown, and now, this invasion of my Realm
pause, and glancing off stage where Charon will make
his entrance and showing some fear. I am beginning to fear this
mortal who is so brave and true.
Charon enters, right, with two
Imps and Neophyte.
HIS MAJESTY, speaking from throne:
Mortal, having successfully made the awful journey
through the Realm of Shades to our Imperial presence, it is our pleasure, in
recognition of your fortitude under trial, to reward you, be causing you to be
invested with those rare endowments which adorn and distinguish the full-fledged
lnips of our Realm, namely, a hoof, a pair of horns, and a tail.
Let him receive a hoof Imps
brand Neophyte’s bare foot with a piece of ice or instead of using a piece of
ice for a branding iron, you can use a long flashlight, painted red, with
small charge of black powder in place of the bulb, with a fuse which will
explode when the button is pressed. That brand was made with a roll
of red hot brimstone; a hoof will grow there soon.
I now crown you with that which is the cardinal
delight of impish beauty—a pair of horns. Charon
places horns on Neophyte’s head. And, lastly, as the supreme reward,
I invest you with that which devils sigh for; that which devils cry for; that
which devils would even die for a tail!
Charon holds up tail, and then
fastens it in proper place on Neophyte.
As Charon is about to attach the
tail, he will cause the Neophyte to rise. When tail is fastened, the Neophyte
will be made to face the audience for a moment, then Charon will conduct him to
a position near the throne.
HIS MAJESTY: You have now received the adornments of a full fledged Imp of our Realm.
Welcome to our Plutonian Shades.
At this point Charon and Neophyte
silently converse—if you use rehearsed or cast Neophyte, he can speak the
following lines. Neophyte removes horns and hurls them at the feet of His
Majesty, indicating that these “honors” are not the purpose of his quest.
NEOPHYTE: These adornments are not what I seek. They but symbolize evil and
uncontrollable hilarity and eternal damnation. I did not steel myself to
suffer humility—inhuman torture—the pangs of despair and doubt — to battle
— press on — and finally conquer them and other vile obstacles in my path,
to be rewarded with mere impish adornments. I desire them not. You may keep
them. I STILL SEEK THE PRICELESS JEWEL OF THE ENCHANTED REALM!
If you do not use a rehearsed
Neophyte, Charon speaks the following lines.
CHARON: Your Majesty, this evidently is not what he seecatch. Possession of the
adornments of the Imps of the Realm is not sufficient honor or reward for having
suffered the excruciating ordeal of the journey here. His fixed determination is
truly baffling. He seeks and will not be satisfied until he receives the
PRICELESS JEWEL OF THE ENCHANTED REALM!
HIS MAJESTY: WHAT? THE PRICELESS JEWEL OF THE ENCHANTED REALM! BAH! Slowly.
His Majesty angrily and frowning,
looks at Neophyte—rises and goes to him—is dumbfounded at his effrontery
and defiance, also noting emblem around his neck.
Oh, thou accursed mortal! Mocker of my kind! Definer
of my power! I should have known that he who wears this amulet picking
it up with right hand—candidate should be slightly right of center— Charon
down stage towards the audience—and his Majesty about in the center of the
stage—you hold on to amulet until the word “Bah”—disgustingly drop it,
casting it towards the body of Neophyte. is possessed of sincerity
and honesty of purpose—true fellowship—and love of mankind—that blend into
character that cannot be conquered by me. BAH! Thou are not welcome here. I
loathe and detest thee with all the wild consuming hatred born of baffled power
and fear. Get thee hence and never more come here. Oh, that I could feed my
raging madness, bend thee to my will, torment thee with torments of the damned
and bow thy proud soul with woe, but alas,: impotent rage! With all my pomp and
hellish power, I cannot master thee. A soul like thine, with heart so brave and
true, is master of its fate and conqueror of powers like mine. Thence the power
of princely manhood, which shines upon thy brow, and reminds me, like the glow
of this accursed thing, from Realms above, of my fall and lost estate, and sears
my very soul as with maddening torture flame, I will not longer bear the strain
thy presence puts on heart and brain; I tell thee, go. But hold, thou shall
serve me well at last, by bearing with thee this tormenting blight from Hell.
Go! Go! Demons, Demons, drive him from my sight!
As His Majesty says “this
accursed thing” he should point to the casket, which should be near the throne,
and be glowing with a soft mystical light. At the close of his words, when he
says, “this tormenting blight of Hell,” be should seize the casket and place
it in the hands of the Neophyte When he says, “Demons, drive him from my sight,”
Hell should let loose in angry tumult while the Imps drive the Neophyte from the
stage. Imps remain off stage.
HIS MAJESTY: How like a devilish engine this back recoils upon myself. Horror and doubt
distract my troubled thoughts, and from the bottom stir the hell within me. Now
conscience wakes despair that slumbered-wakes the bitter memory of what I was,
what I am and worse, what must be! Yes! Yes! very
So perish all, whose breast ne’er learned to glow.
For others’ good, or melt at others’ woe.
Alas! Alas!; O woe—is me.
His Majesty falls to floor as
curtain drop—green spotlight on Goodfellow. Prepare Mokanna Court scene. This
change must be QUICKLY and quietly made.
GOODFELLOW, not too fast: Well—it is time-high time, that we get back to earth—
Where you should be received—with joy and mirth—
For the Priceless Jewel you have found
And anxiously wish to be “homeward bound.”
So—again assisted by old Charon, you recross the
river Styx—calmly this time, and are safely and uneventfully conducted to the
Haunted Forest where you are found wandering—but still happily holding the
symbolic Priceless Jewel—by Sarpedon, who, with great joy and anticipation,
conducts you safely back among mortals. So now, we leave the land of Mythology—and
once more let us humble ourselves before the great Prophet Mokanna.
Green spotlight off—Goodfellow
off—and curtain up on Mokanna scene as before.
The following is optional and may
be used in place of the lines in the present Ritual The words are very dramatic
and if used by a capable actor can be built up into a big finish. A member of
the cast would have to be used as a Neophyte.
Starts as Charon attempts to
fasten the tail on the Neophyte. Charon holds up tail, and then fastens it in
proper place on Neophyte.
Neophyte grabs the bail and horns
and throws them on the stage at the foot of His Majesty’s throne.
NEOPHYTE: But these are not the rewards I came for.
HIS MAJESTY, madly: Well, what more dost thou want?
NEOPHYTE: I seek the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted Realm.
HIS MAJESTY, in rage: What, thou would’st take from me that which I hate yet prize the most?
NEOPHYTE: These adornments are not what I seek. They but symbolize evil and eternal
damnation. I did not steel myself to suffer humility—inhuman torture—the
pangs of despair and doubt—to battle—press on—and finally conquer them,
and other vile obstacles in my path, to be rewarded with mere impish adornments.
I desire them not. You may keep them. I STILL SEEK THE PRICELESS JEWEL OF THE
During the above words, His
Majesty, slowly rises from his throne, hate burning in his eyes, his fingers
twitching, and at end of lines rushes at Neophyte as though going to grab him by
the throat and do him violence.
HIS MAJESTY, in rage: Why I could—breaks of sentence quick, draws
in breath between teeth, then sarcastically continues. Thou are
indeed hard to please. Then trying to act nice
continues However, I like thee for that quality. Putting
arm over Neophyte’s shoulder and leading him across stage to left, says: Come,
I have something to show you
HIS MAJESTY, pointing off into
wings: See, beyond those distant clouds, that great city,
there within its walls dwell thousands of mortals, such as these, would’st
thou dwell there? And have power over them? To hold them in the hollow of thy
hand. Then, forget this Jewel, and I will send thee hence, and make thee an
absolute dictator over them.
NEOPHYTE, slight pause as though
thinking, speaks mildly: No, No.
HIS MAJESTY: So, the affairs of state would be a burden to thee eh? Well, I cannot
blame thee for refusing them, for ‘tis truly written, uneasy lies the head
that wears the crown. But, come, I have something else to show thee. Slowly
leads Neophyte across the stage and again pointing into wings says:
See, there is my great treasure house, within its walls is treasure greater by
far than any mortal ever dreamed of, now, forget this Jewel and all that
treasure shall be thine.
NEOPHTYE, a little more emphatic: No, No.
HIS MAJESTY: So, power and wealth does not interest thee, eh? Looks
Neophyte over from head to toe I think I know what will. Pointing
off stage in a slightly different direction Look, there in that
lovely garden, beside that crystal pool, maidens young and fair to look upon.
See, their slender white bodies so beautifully curved, their lips so inviting
and their eyes soft with the light of love. See, they beckon to thee, go, take
thy fill of love.
NEOPHYTE, madly: No, No.
HIS MAJESTY, in rage, grabs
Neophyte by the shoulder, swings him around to face center stage and the
audience: What, thou refuseth everything I have to offer?
Why you accursed mortal, thou are not welcome here I loathe and detest thee with
all the wild consuming hatred born of pauses,
showing fear baffled power and fear. Get thee hence and never come
here. Oh, that I could feed my raging madness, bend thee to my will, torment
thee with all the torments of the damned and bow thy proud soul in woe, but alas,
with all my pomp and hellish power I cannot master thee. A soul like thine, with
heart so brave and true, is master of its fate and conqueror of powers like
mine. Hence that power of princely manhood, which shines upon thy brows and
reminds me, like the glow of that pointing to the
Priceless Jewel accursed thing from Realm above, of my fallen and
lost estate, and sears my very soul with maddening torture flames, I will no
longer bear the strain thy presence puts on heart and brain; I tell thee go.
NEOPHYTE: But I want the Priceless Jewel
HIS MAJESTY: Then take it, the cursed thing has tortured me long enough. Take it.
His Majesty grabs Jewel off
Pedestal and shoves it into Neophyte’s hands as Imps with forks drive Neophyte
off stage. At his last words, Hell should let loose in angry tumult, thunder,
lightning, wind. While the Jewel is on stage it should glow with a soft mystical
light. This could be done with dry batteries.
Storm ceases as His Majesty walks
slowly across the stage, stumbling and faltering as though blind and weak,
speaks lines in quivering voice, holding hands not in front of him as though he
HIS MAJESTY: Blinded! Blinded by that spark divine. Bumps
into the stand that held Jewel, realizes Jewel is gone.
My Jewel. The Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted
Realm, the thing I hated, yet prized the most. Gone, gone, forever, walks
slowly toward center stage, voice hysterical and with it my pride and
ambition, all my pomp and hellish power crushed and vanished as a vision. My
dreams all shattered by a mortal whose spirit knew no defeat, upon whose brow
glowed that light of manhood strong, and just as he said, he was master of his
fate. Oh, Oh, that I could have such strength to carry on, but my end has come. Calling
wildly Cerberus, Rhadamanthus, Charon, Charon, even old Charon has
deserted me. Falls to stage. Cries in anguished voice
Oh, God help me; pause God, God, why do I
call on God, just like all mortals when all is lost they call on God. Now, now,
conscience wakes despair that slumbered, wakes the bitter memory of what I was,
what I am, and more what must be. So, So, perish all whose heart ne’er learned
to glow for others good or melt at others woe. This is the end for me. Hell, the
Devil and all they stand for, have been finally conquered by that Priceless
Jewel, Goodfellowship. Rising up to throne and
finally erect, cries out. Conquered,
Conquered, at last. As he falls to stage.
Thunder, lightening and wind as he falls, slow curtain as spotlight turns from
red to green on the fallen Majesty.
Take another slow curtain laying
on stage, as curtain drops picks up Goodfellow in green spotlight.
While Goodfellow is talking
prepare Mokanna Court scene. This change must be made quickly and quietly.
COURT OF MOKANNA
As the curtain rises in this
scene, cheering will be heard, as if in the distance. Then, as the cheering
seems to come nearer, the Court will assume an attitude of great expectancy and
intense interest. Sarpedon holding the pilgrim Neophyte by the arm will now come
on the stage, where they will be greeted with spontaneous cheers.
He should be instructed to carry
the casket in plain sight. Sarpedon will then present him before Mokanna, and
then proceed as follows: Most Mighty Mokanna, behold with
gracious favor, this pilgrim Neophyte, whom I encountered whilst strolling along
the edge of the Haunted Forest. He it is whom thou didst send forth on the
despairing journey in quest of the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted Realm.
SARPEDON: We should be indeed happy to welcome him here again as he has brought with
him and would like to present this wondrous talisman, which, as you see, glows
as if lighted by a spark divine, a thing of mystic power and beauty which may,
in very truth, hold the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted Realm.
MOKANNA: Neophyte, thou has earned the right to wear the amulet given thee at the
beginning of thy quest for princely manhood, which doth betell a heart that is
both brave and true. Thy face doth shine and showest that thou holdest thy
fellow mortals dear. Thus do we know that within thy heart doth glow a Priceless
Jewel—inspired with love and sympathy—which wins for thee all hearts and
gaineth for thee respect and honor—yea—even in the very depths of Hell
itself. And now, Oh Sarpedon, place this wondrous talisman to the test of the
Shrine above the glowing heart, where, if, in very truth, it doth hold the
Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted Realm, the glorious radiance of the sparks
divine will shine in bright GOODFELLOWSHIP throughout the Realm and unite all
hearts in love and sympathy.
Sarpedon will take the casket
when Mokanna concludes and place it on the Shrine, in proper position, which
will close the circuit and cause the words “Goodfellowship” to come out
above the glowing heart, or as described in use of casket.
MOKANNA, immediately after the
word comes out: Hail, Prophet; for thou are Neophyte no more. Thy
quest is ended. Thou hast thy valor shown, on earth, in depths below, and on the
heights above. Behold the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted Realm!
All in position—left hand on
heart and right hand pointing to Priceless Jewel.
END OF DRAMA
Green spotlight on for Goodfellow.
Inner curtain over for Epilogue
and officers on during Goodfellow speech.
GOODFELLOW: Having been by a goodfellow befriended—
This drama and mystical journey are now happily
This then—is the cue for me—to bid “adieu”—
But first I’ll ask that Sympathy and Goodfellowship
Run your whole life thru—so that at all times—you
Will be just—be kind—be fair—to everybody everywhere—
Their faults—are many—so be not the fool,
But let toleration, understanding and sympathy be the rule.
of a GOODFELLOW, and that is you—you—YOU—and YOU—YOU.
R-E-M-E-M-B-E-R—Sympathy and Goodfellowship.
This last line in deep voice and slowly—getting deeper and deeper—light
fades out and you exit in the dark, and then Lights up on officers in front of
stage for Epilogue.
In Front of Curtain
It now becomes my duty to invest you with the secret words and signs of
our order. This I will do with the assistance of the Chief Justice. The secret
words are ... and ... and when called for are given thus: at
this time the Monarch and Chief Justice face each other, grasp right hands, and
place left hands on each others right shoulder.
MONARCH: Will you have more or less?
CHIEF JUSTICE: More.
MONARCH: More what?
CHIEF JUSTICE: ....
MONARCH: And ....
Monarch and Chief Justice resume positions facing
GRAND CHAMBERLAIN: The
outside password, to be given to the Sentinel, is name of the Grotto you wish to
visit or attend. Give example, using name of nearby
Grotto. The inside password, which is taken up by the Marshal,
Captain of the Guard and assistants, within the Grotto, is Feramorz. Care
should be taken to impress the members of the class with the spelling and
pronunciation of this word.
GRAND CHAMBERLAIN: This
giving it is the sign of Adoration, and
alludes to the position of your hands when standing before the Priceless Jewel
of the Enchanted Realm.
This giving it is the Dueguard, and
alludes to the position of your hands when taking the obligation. This giving
it is the Grand Hailing Sign, and alludes to the cardinal delight of
The Grand Hailing Sign should always be given as a salute to the Monarch
when entering or retiring from a Grotto of Veiled Prophets.
The Grand Chamberlain should very carefully and clearly
explain the secret words and passwords, as well as the dueguard and signs. The
inside password should always be communicated in a whisper, except in case of a
class too large to be practical, in which event it can be given aloud, and
members of the class asked to repeat, and then charge forever after to give the
word in low breath.
MONARCH: The Grand Honors given as a salute to the Grand
Monarch or his representatives are given thus:
ONE: Give the sign of Adoration.
The sign of Adoration is made by closing the right
hand, thumb over last three fingers, index finger extended, arm raised upward
and slightly forward, as though pointing to the Priceless Jewel.
TWO: Strike the left palm with the right hand three
THREE: Give the Dueguard.
The Dueguard is made by placing the right hand over the
heart and the left hand on the fight shoulder of the Prophet on your left.
FOUR: Strike the right palm with the left hand three
FIVE: Give the Grand Hailing Sign.
This giving the sign is the Grand
Hailing Sign, and alludes to the cardinal delight of impish beauty. it is made
by closing the four fingers of both hands, thumbs extended, arms at side,
bringing them up in an arc till both thumbs touch the temples, then dropping
them in an arc to the sides. There is no bowing or
twisting of hands.
SIX: Strike the left palm with the right hand three
The Grand Honors should be demonstrated by the Monarch
while they are being explained.
ORATOR: So that you will better understand the secret,
or inside password, I will give you a short explanation of its origin.
Abdulla, King of Lesser Bucharia, abdicated his throne in favor of his
son, Aliris. Shortly afterward he arranged a marriage between his son, Aliris,
and the youngest daughter of the Prince of India. The beautiful Princess named
Lalla Rookh, started on the long journey to meet her Prince. She was entertained
on this journey with music and stories by a poet named Freamorz who had attached
himself to the safari as a slave. As she neared her destination she became
heartsick at the thought of giving herself to a strange Prince, having fallen in
love with the poet slave. Being a true Princess, she stepped into the throne
room, to carry out her father’s promise. As the Prince turned to take her
hand, she beheld the poet Feramorz who had disguised himself as a slave to win her
love as well as her hand.
ORATOR: A Prophet who is wearing his Fez will give the
military salute when reciting the Pledge of Allegiance and during the playing of
the National Anthem. A military salute will also be given when the Colors are
within six paces of him; HE WILL NOT REMOVE HIS FEZ. After the Colors have
passed, he should drop his right hand. In case the same Colors pass the same
point again, as frequently happens in a ceremonial procession or in display
drills, the Colors need not be saluted the second time. The same rule applies to
ORATOR: The characters you see on the Grotto Banner are
Persian. They read from right to left, and spell the name M-O-K-A-N-N-A.
MONARCH OF THE GROTTO: Prophets,
we welcome you, with all the joy of a Prophet’s greeting, to our fellowship,
as Prophets of the Enchanted Realm.
The friendly smile which always lights a Prophet’s greeting symbolizes
the spirit of the Order, because it is radiant with joyous impulses that cheer
the heart and make it warm with sympathy and good will. The purpose of the Order
is written in smiles, because within our mystic Enchanted Realm the spirit of
mirth breaks down the barriers of reserve and brings us close together in the
spirit of good-fellowship, and makes us laugh together, like boys unburdened
with care. Thus while we revel in the joyous freedom of the Enchanted Realm
there grows a bond of sympathy and fellowship between us which abides and makes
the heart glad, because it gratifies its natural longing for delightful
I trust that you have indeed found the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted
Realm, and will cherish it for your own happiness and for the glory of the
Prophets of the Enchanted Realm, to whose fellowship you are now duly admitted.
Presentation of Fez
As a fitting climax we strongly recommend that at the
end of “The Neophyte’s Journey” a Fez be presented to the Active Neophyte
by one of the three principal officers or some Past Monarch, selected for the
purpose. This should be done in front of the curtain immediately following the
conclusion of the ritualistic work or epilogue An appropriate “Fez Lecture”
or charge—not too lengthy—should be delivered—not the ordinary, halting,
impromptu presentation speech, but one carefully prepared and memorized by
the officer selected. The lectures, published herein, are submitted merely as
examples and any Grotto is privileged to substitute another or better one of its
1. Prophet ..., it is now my very great pleasure to present to you a ...
Fez places Fez on candidate’s head—be sure it is
straight. Continues As the white Lambskin Apron-is the Badge of a
Mason, so the Fez of Black with Tassel of Red distinguishes you as a member of
the Mystic Order of Veiled Prophets of the Enchanted Realm It is the symbol of
Sympathy and Goodfellowship.
While we as Prophets are taught that the Grotto is “in no sense a part
of Symbolic Craft Masonry and makes no claim to be such,” yet each of us must
ever bear in mind that as an individual he is a Master Mason. The fact that you
or I may be wearing the Fez of Black instead of the little White Apron does not
release us from the vows we assumed at the Altar of Masonry. Though we may not
claim to be a Masonic Body, yet in the eyes of the so-called profane, regardless
of whether we are clothed as Craftsmen or as Prophets, we are all Masons. See to
it that you conduct yourself accordingly, never overlooking the fact that any
indiscretion on your part as a Prophet discredits the Masonic Fraternity.
Disgrace the Fez of Black and you likewise dishonor the Apron of White.
The Grotto is termed “The Master Mason’s Playground”—and so it
is. Let us play, but let us not forget the rules. A true Prophet is a good
sport. It matters not to him whether he won or lost, but how he played the game.
This Fez is yours. Wear it worthily, wear it proudly as a Prophet and as a
2. Prophet, as the White Lambskin Apron is the badge of the Mason, so is
the Black Fez, with its Tassel of Red, emblematic of Goodfellowship and Good
Cheer. places Fez on head of candidate
Hail, Prophet, Neophyte no more,
Thy dreadful journey now is o’er;
Thou hast thy valor shown right well
In upper air, in deepest Hell.
So this reward is thine, my son,
This Priceless Jewel thou hast won;
‘Twill be a crown upon thy head—
The Fez of Black with Tassel Red.
No prince upon his royal chair
E’er wore a diadem so rare
As this Black Fez with letters gold,
The badge of Prophets young and old.
So wear it proudly, son, and smile,
Forget thy troubles for a while
And ever may thy watchwords be
GOODFELLOWSHIP AND SYMPATHY
Prophets; each of you remembers well when you were presented with a White
Lambskin Apron, an emblem of innocence and the Badge of a Mason. Now you are
privileged to wear the Fez of ... Grotto, the badge of a true Prophet. Let
neither badge be worn unworthily. The emblems honor you. You can honor them by
showing sympathy and goodfellowship to your brother Prophets who now welcome
you into their mystic Enchanted Realm anticipating added joy for you and them.
The Black Fez alludes to “loathed Melancholy of Cerberus and blackest
midnight born, in Stygian cave forlorn, ‘mongst horrid shapes and shrieks and
sights unholy!” The Red Tassel alludes to the blood of our brothers shed
through the centuries in dispelling the darkness of ignorance and bigotry.
The gold alludes to the Priceless Jewel of the Enchanted Realm
discovered by every true Prophet in his quest through earth and air, even to the
flaming depths of the infernal world, as portrayed in the drama of your
The Gold of the fez also alludes to victory which inevitably follows the
conquest of darkness Victory summons hearteasing mirth as the reward of every
Prophet for the purpose of our Order is written in smiles. The Grotto Fez thus
symbolizes the banishment of gloom and we proudly accept joy and pleasure as
the right and reward of our Mystic Realm.
Wear, then, your Fez with pride, joy and honor, but never wear it in a
place you would not be proud to take your mother, sister, wife or daughter. Let
joy be unconfined, but do not mistake the pursuit of joy for the acceptance of
unwholesome pleasures which tarnish the gold of victory. Follow the path of
righteousness and you will find the fullness of joy and pleasures for evermore.
The Fez Lecture is monitorial and non-secret and is
given here for the instruction of all Prophets.
If candidate is known to be a good extemporaneous speaker, the Monarch will ask him to respond in a few words, after which the
Monarch will announce the conclusion of the first section and advise audience
when the Revels Sections will begin.
After going through the order of
business, the Monarch will inquire if there is any further business that should
come before the Grotto. Any special business may now be taken up. When this is
finished, or, if there is no special business to come before the Grotto, the
Monarch will say, “If there is no further business, I shall proceed to close
MONARCH: Prophet Chief Justice, are you a Veiled Prophet?
CHIEF JUSTICE: I am.
MONARCH: What makes you a Veiled Prophet?
CHIEF JUSTICE: My obligation.
At this time the Monarch and Chief
Justice face each other, grasp right hands, and place left hands on each
others right shoulder.
MONARCH: Will you have more or less?
CHIEF JUSTICE: More.
MONARCH: More what?
CHIEF JUSTICE: ....
The Monarch now calls up the
Grotto with three blows of the gavel.
MONARCH: Prophet Marshal, I am about to close ... Grotto, M.O.V.P.E.R., see that
the Captain of the Guard is informed.
MARSHAL: Prophet Captain of the Guard, you will inform the Sentinel that the
Monarch is about to close ... Grotto, M.O.V.P.E.R., and direct him to guard
Sentinel closes the door.
CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD: Prophet Monarch the Sentinel is informed.
MONARCH: Prophet Chaplain, you will
attend at the Altar.
Prophets remove your Fez.
Chaplain goes to Altar, kneels, removes Fez, closes
CHAPLAIN: And now, may the blessing of Heaven rest upon us and all
regular Prophets. May goodfellowship prevail and every moral and social virtue
cement and strengthen us. Amen.
Chaplain returns to place.
MONARCH: The Color Guard will now retrieve the Colors.
Prophets with Fez on come to
military salute, all others place right hand over heart, Color Guard will
retrieve the Colors.
MONARCH: I now declare ... Grotto duly closed until its next regular meeting,
unless sooner opened by command.
Monarch closes Grotto by one blow
of the gavel. In the event of a ceremonial session following the business
session, the Monarch will say: “I now declare
this business session of ... Grotto closed
and a ceremonial session opened.” Strikes the gavel once. All
business sessions should be closed in full and proper form.