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The rock apparently
imprinted by the devil’s cloven hoof really existed in Martense’
Lane, in what is now the Flatbush section of Brooklyn.
Alas for the curious, though: The rock, together
with much of the land around it, was destroyed by the onset
of early nineteenth-century progress. And while Greater
New York might not be able to boast such dramatically diabolical
landmarks as the Devil’s Tower in Wyoming (familiar to anyone
who has seen the movie Close Encounters of the Third Kind),
the devil did manage to leave his mark in many other spots
in the New York vicinity.
His hoofprints are still to be seen (by the fanciful,
at least) on Devil’s Rock, a boulder lying off Orient Point
on Long Island, and he’s given his name, at least, to such
areas as Spuyten Duyvel (translated variously as “to spite
the devil” or as “spouting devil”), which has its own diabolical
legend about the drowning by Satan of an arrogant (or, in
some more romantic versions, amorous) Dutchman who insisted
on trying to swim those dangerous currents between Manhattan
and the Bronx on—of course—the Sabbath.
Josepha
Sherman is a fiction writer with a particular interest in
comparative myth and folklore. Her writing credits include
two novels based on Slavic folklore—The
Shining Falcon (Avon, 1989) and The Deathless
(Avon, due out 1990)—juvenile fiction, numerous short stories,
and poetry.
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