Can Such Things Be?

r longing in his heart; it came unattended with pleasant memories of a golden past - inspired no sentiment of any kind; all the finer emotions

dy, but that most dreadful of all existences infesting that haunted wood - a body without a soul! In its blank stare was neither love, nor pity, nor intelligence - nothing to which to addres

f a wild brute; then thrust its hands forward and sprang upon him with appalling ferocity! The act released his physical energies without unfettering his will; his mind was still spellbound, but his powerful body and agile limbs, endowed with a blind, insensate life of their own, resisted stoutly and well. For an instant

rength and activity, which seemed wasted in a void, he felt the cold fingers close upon his throat. Borne backward to the earth, he saw above him the dead and drawn face within a hand's breadth