"I met the devil," Ann said as we lolled around the campfire that evening, meals finished, dishes done. Ann always was an unusual one.

It has been suggested that the unchanging manifestations of the drug may be explained by something lying buried in the human mind itself.

He sprinkled dried snake skin, lizard skin and powdered mudpuppies on the floor. This was a dreaded hoodoo curse and when the man walked ove