THE MOST INCREDIBLE THING

Whosoever could do the most incredible thing was to have the King's daughter and half of his Kingdom. The young men, yes, and the old ones, to met their heads, their muscles and their hearts upon winning. To do what they thought was the most incredible thing, two ate themselves to death and one died of over drinking. Even the boys in the street practise spitting on their own backs, which they supposed was the most incredible thing anyone could do. On a certain day there was to be an exhibition of things most incredible, and everyone showed his best work. Judges were appointed, ranging from children of three to old men of 90. It was a great exposition of things out of the ordinary. Everybody promptly agreed that most incredible of all was a Great Hall clock, an extraordinary contraption. Outside and in, when the clock struck, out came lifelike figures to tell the hour. There were 12 separate performances of these moving figures with speaking and singing. People said that nothing so incredible had ever before been seen. The clock struck one, and there stood Moses on the mountain, writing in the tablets of the Law, the first great commandment. There is only one true God. The clock struck 2, and there were Adam and Eve, just as they first met in the Garden of Eden. Wherever two people so lucky they didn't own so much as a clothes closet, and they didn't need one. At the stroke of three, the three Holy Kings appeared. These kings brought incense and precious gifts. When the stroke of four sounded, the seasons advanced in their order. Spring carried a budding bow of beach, in which a cuckoo sang. Summer had for her sign a grasshopper on a ripening ear of wheat. Autumn had only an empty stork's nest for the birds and flown away. Winter staying crow perched on the corner of the stove and told old tales of bygone days. At 5:00 there was a procession of the five senses. Sight was represented by a man who made spectacles. Hearing was a noisy coppersmith. Smell was a flower girl with violence for Sale. Taste came dressed as a cook. Feeling was a mourner with Craig done his heels. As the clock struck 6, there sat a gambler throwing dice for the highest caste of all. And they fell with the six as up. Then came the seven days of the week. Or they might be the seven deadly sins. People could not be sure which they work, but they were not easy to distinguish. Next came a choir of monks to sing the 8:00 Evensong. At the stroke of nine, the 9 Muses appeared. One was an astronomer, one kept the books of history, and the others were connected with the theatre. 10:00 Struck and Moses came forth again, this time with the tables on which were written all 10 of God's commandments. When the clock struck again, boys and girls danced out. They played and sang this song all the way to heaven. The clock struck 11 and 11 and struck. Then came the stroke of 12. Out March to the nightwatchman, wearing his cap and carrying his morning star, which is a truncheon tipped with spikes, he sang the old watch song. It was at the midnight hour, Our saviour. He was born. And as he sang, the roses about him unfolded into the heads of angels with rainbow tinted wings. It was good to hear, was charming to see. The whole thing was a work of extraordinary craftsmanship, and everyone agreed that it was the most incredible thing. The artist who had made it was young, generous, and sincere, a true friend and a great help. His poor father and mother, he was altogether worthy of the Princess end of half the Kingdom. On the day that they were to proclaim who had won, the whole town was draped. The Princess sat on her throne. It had been newly stuffed with horsehair for the occasion, but it was still far from comfortable or pleasant. The judges winked knowingly at the man they had chosen, who stood there so happy and proud. His fortune was made for had he not done the most incredible thing? No,a tall bony powerful fellow, voiced out. Leave it to me. I am a man to do the most incredible thing. And then he swung his axe at the Craftsman. There lay the whole thing. He ruled the wheels, and therefore the hair springs. It was wrecked and ruined. I did that, said the loud. My work beat his and bowled you over all-in-one stroke. I have done the most incredible thing to destroy such a work of art, said the judges. Why? It's the most incredible thing we've ever seen. And the people said so too. So, he was awarded the Princess and half the Kingdom because a law is a law, even if it happens to be a most incredible. They blew trumpets from the ramparts in the city towers and they announced the wedding will now take place. Princess was not especially happy about it, but she looked pretty, and she wore her most expensive clothes. The church was at its best by candlelight, late in the evening. Ladies of court sang in processions and escorted pride, but Lord sung in the company of the crew. From the way he strutted and swaggered along, you'd think that nothing could ever bowl him over. Then the singing stopped. It was so still that you could have heard a pin fall in the street. It was not quiet from all. The great church doors flew open and boom, boom, all the works of the clock came marching down the church aisle and hold it between the bride and the groom. Dead men cannot walk the earth, that's true. What a work of art does not die. It shaped, maybe shattered, but the life of art cannot be broken. And that was no joke. To all appearances it stood there as if it were hole and had never been wrecked. The clock struck one hour right after another from 1:00 to 12:00, and all the figures poured forth. First Moses came shining as if white flames issued from his forehead. He cast the heavy stone tablets of the Law at the bridegroom's feet and tide them to the church floor. I cannot lift them again, said Moses. For you have broken my arms. Stand where you are, then came Adam and Eve, the Three Wise Men of the East, and The Four Seasons each told him the disagreeable truth. Shame on you, but he was not ashamed. All the figures of all the hours marched out of the clock, and they grew wondrous peak. There was scarcely room for the living people, and at the stroke of 12 out strode the watchman with his cap and his many spiked Morningstar. There was a strange commotion. The Watchmen went straight to the bridegroom and smote him on the forehead with his Morningstar. Lie where you are, said the watchman. A blow for a blow. We have taken out vengeance on the masters too so now we will vanish. And vanish they did. The candles of the church flared up like flowers of fire. And the gilded stars under the roof cast down long, clear shafts of light, and the organ sounded, though no man had touched it. The people all said that they had lived. See the most incredible thing? Now the Princess commanded, summoned the right man, the Craftsman who made the work of art. He shall be my husband and my Lord. He stood beside her in the church, all the people were on his side. Everyone was happy for him, everyone blessed him, and there was no one who was envious, and that was the most incredible thing.