Famous Modern Ghost Stories

is dwelling. And the desert entered his house, and stretched on his couch, like a wife and extinguished the fires. No one was taking care of Lazarus. One after the ot

left the house. Lazarus probably heard the door slam; it banged against the side-post under the gusts of the desert wind, but he did not rise to go out and to

warn people against sudden meetings. But someone remarked, growing frightfully pale, that it would be too horribl

the wretched and miserable. They were indifferent to him, and Lazarus answered them with the same coldness; he had no desire to caress the black little curls, and to look into their innocent shining eyes. Given to Time and to the Desert, his house was crumbling down, and long since had his famishing, lowing goats wandere

under stones and writhed there in a mad desire to sting, he sat motionless under the s

talked to him, h

lease thee to sit thus a

had a

it d

was no heat on earth to warm Lazarus, nor a splendor that could brighten the darkness of his e

ing at night in the desert, retained in their memory the black silhouette of a tall stout man against the red background of an enormous flattened disc. Night pursued them with her horrors, and so they did not learn of Lazarus' doings in the desert, but the vi

zarus who was sitting in the sun and enter into conversation with him. By this time Lazarus' appearance had changed for the better and was not so terrible. The first minute they snapped their fingers and thou

us has set his eye,"-and they shook their h

eir money, ran in for a moment, and haughty priests leaned their crosiers against Lazarus' door, and they were all strangely chan

desire to speak, expre

low, light, and transparent,-similar to l

ed neither by the sun or by the moon and the stars, but like an imme

bodies, having lost their ties, grew lonely; and it penetrated into th

sible: neither by the sun, nor by the moon and the stars, but reigned unrestr

; temples, palaces, and horses loomed up and they were hollow; and in the

till hammering away, and its ruins were already seen and the void in its place; the man was still being born, but already funeral ca

he man in despair trembled in the f

eak. But, surely, much more could have told tho