Ep. 4 The Cursed Delhi Sapphire
Updated: Jul 28, 2019
Do you ever want a beautiful jewel so badly that's you'd massacre thousands of Indians, ransack a sacred temple, and bring it home to Britain? Probably best not to do that because it's probably hella cursed.
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Curse of the Delhi Sapphire
What is the Delhi Sapphire
· A cursed gem
· Actually amethyst
· Causes horrible sadness and depression
· Money loss
· Family loss
Where and who
Who (our main man)
Edward Heron Allen
· He was an expert on the art of chiromancy or palmistry, having read palms and analyzed the handwriting of luminaries of the period.
· writer, scientist and Persian scholar
· Heron-Allen also wrote on archaeology, Buddhist philosophy, the cultivation, gourmet appreciation of and culture of the asparagus, as well as a number of novels and short stories of science fiction and horror written under his pseudonym of "Christopher Blayre.
· Heron-Allen was also noted for his fiction writing, especially his stories which were early examples of horror and fantasy.
· A beautiful gem had been stolen from the temple of Indra in Cawnpore (Kanpur) during one of their many uprisings against the British. The British soldiers were known to loot and ravage the ancient and sacred sites.
· This particular temple was dedicated to the Hindu god of war and thunderstorms, Indra.
· The Delhi purple sapphire was brought to england in 1857. Ferris a English calvery man stationed in India discovered stone after it had been taken from an ancient temple during an Indian up rising.
· Soon after Ferris had taken the stone, both him and his son suffered great loses of wealth and well being. Many family members became ill.
· He knew that the stone was the cause after he lent the stone to a friend who, only days later, inexplicably committed suicide.
· In 1890 Edward Heron Allen (will talk about him in a hot mo) took possession of the Purple sapphire from Ferris son.
· Heron-Allen, a famous and respected scholar at the time, didn’t take to such nonsense.
· But soon he discovered that the stone didn’t care if you didn’t believe in it’s power.
· As the trend, he too lost the majority of his fortune. Illness followed his friends and family like a deadly cloak.
· In an effort to neutralize the power of the curse Heron-Allen had it bound with a silver ring fashioned as a double headed snake. (DOPE)
· to neutralize the power of the curse Heron-Allen had it bound with a silver ring fashioned as a double headed snake
· In the years that followed the stone was quiet, the only hint that it was cursed was the apparition of a Hindu Yogi that haunted Heron-Allen. The Yogi appeared in the study of the family home searching desperately for the sapphire.
· He thought the curse was dead
· In 1902 Heron-Allen reluctantly agreed to lend the Delhi Sapphire to a friend. The friend was immediately beset by a series of unlucky events. He returned the gem to Heron-Allen who almost immediately began to suffer misfortunes again.
· Naturally, he was both afraid and angry. The Gem did this! In a fit of rage, he claimed to have thrown the stone into the regent’s canal.
· The canal was dragged, and the stone found it’s way to a local jeweler.
· the jeweler immediately recognized the stone as the one he had mounted on a ring for Heron-Allen. Believing that he was performing a kindness, he returned the ring.
· Months go buy once more as the ring remained quiet.
· When a friend asked to borrow the jewel, Heron-Allen once again lent it out.
· (dummy, it obviously wants to stay with you)
· This time the unfortunate recipient was a professional singer who never sang again after wearing the cursed gem.
· In 1904 he decided to use his own magic. He locked the purple sapphire in a box.
· The box was filled with magic sigils and protective talismans.
· Then he entombed the box with 7 other boxes and put it in the safe of his bank, locked away tight, not to be opened until after his death.
· In 1944, Heron-Allen died. Despite insisting that the box containing the Delhi Sapphire should not be opened for 33 years after his death, Heron- Allen’s daughter wisely disposed of it as quickly as she could and sent it to the Natural History Museum. There it stayed until 1972, languishing in a drawer until curator Peter Tandy uncovered the sapphire and the strange letter enclosed:
"To – Whomsoever shall be the future possessor of this Amethyst. These lines are addressed in mourning before he, or she, shall assume the responsibility of owning it.
This stone is trebly accursed and is stained with blood, and the dishonor of everyone who has ever owned it. It was looted from the treasure of the Temple of the God Indra at Cawnpore during the Indian mutiny in 1855 and brought to this country by Colonel W. Ferris of the Bengal Cavalry. From the day he possessed it he was unfortunate, and lost both health and money. His son who had it after his death, suffered the most persistent ill-fortune till I accepted the stone from him in 1890. He had given it once to a friend, but the friend shortly afterwards committed suicide and left it back to him by will.
From the moment I had it, misfortunes attacked me until I had it bound round with a double headed snake that had been a finger ring of Heydon the Astrologer, looped up with Zodiacal plaques and neutralized between Heydon’s magic Tau and two amethyst scaraboei of Queen Hatasu’s period, brought from Der el-Bahari (Thebes). It remained thus quietly until 1902, though not only I, but my wife, Professor Ross, W.H.Rider, and Mrs Hadden, frequently saw in my library the Hindu Yoga, who haunts the stone trying to get it back. He sits on his heels in a corner of the room, digging in the floor with his hands, as of searching for it.
In 1902, under protest I gave it to a friend, who was thereupon overwhelmed with every possible disaster. On my return from Egypt in 1903 I found she had returned it to me, and after another great misfortune had fallen on me I threw it into the Regent’s Canal. Three months afterwards it was bought back to me by a Wardour St. dealer who had bought if from a dredger. Then I gave it to a friend who was a singer, at her earnest wish. The next time she tried to sing, her voice was dead and she has never sung since.
I feel that it is exerting a baleful influence over my new born daughter so I am now packing it in seven boxes and depositing it at my bankers, with directions that it is not to see the light again until I have been dead thirty three years. Whoever shall open it, shall first read this warning, and then do so as he pleases with the Jewel. My advice to him or her is to cast it into the sea. I am forbidden by the Rosicrucian Oath to do this, or I would have done it long ago."
(Signed) Edward Heron-Allen