Famous Modern Ghost Stories
作者：Scarborough, Dorothy, 1878-1935 [Compiler]; Andreyev, Leonid, 1871-1919 [Contributor]; Bierce, Ambrose, 1842-1914? [Contributor]; Blackwood, Algernon, 1869-1951 [Contributor]; Chambers, Robert W. (Robert William), 1865-1933 [Contributor]; Closser, Myla Jo, 1880-1962 [Contributor]; Dunbar, Olivia Howard, 1873-1953 [Contributor]; France, Anatole, 1844-1924 [Contributor]; Freeman, Mary Eleanor Wilkins, 1852-1930 [Contributor]; Harvey, William Fryer, 1885-1937 [Contributor]; Le Gallienne, Richard, 1866-1947 [Contributor]; Machen, Arthur, 1863-1947 [Contributor]; Maupassant, Guy de, 1850-1893 [Contributor]; O'Brien, Fitz James, 1828-1862 [Contributor]; Poe, Edgar Allan, 1809-1849 [Contributor]; Steele, Wilbur Daniel, 1886-1970 [Contributor]
体例：题 章数：85
字数：430,246 来源：Project Gutenberg
章节目录
共 85 题- FAMOUS MODERN GHOST STORIES
- Selected, with an Introduction by
- DOROTHY SCARBOROUGH, PH.D.
- Lecturer in English, Columbia University
- To
- ASHLEY HORACE THORNDIKE, LITT. D.
- PROFESSOR OF ENGLISH, COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY
- WHO GUIDED MY EARLIER STUDIES IN THE SUPERNATURAL
- The Imperishable Ghost
- INTRODUCTION
- D.S.
- CONTENTS
- INTRODUCTION: THE IMPERISHABLE GHOST
- The Willows
- BY ALGERNON BLACKWOOD
- II
- III
- IV
- I saw what he had seen.
- The Shadows on the Wall
- BY MARY E. WILKINS FREEMAN
- The Messenger
- BY ROBERT W. CHAMBERS
- I sat down upon a mound of dry seaweed and unslung my fowling piece.
- I nodded.
- I shook hands with him, and returned the salute of the Brigadier Durand.
- I rose and picked up my gun. Môme came and pushed his head into my hand.
- I glanced curiously over the paper.
- II
- I raised my head.
- I evaded the question and hauled out a partridge.
- I went back and found Lys seated quietly at the table.
- I laughed a trifle sheepishly.
- Presently she spoke: "What did you say your crest is, Dick?"
- I thought of the Purple Emperor and wondered a little.
- I took the book in my hands and examined the ancient emblazoned covers.
- I lay back, idly turning the leaves of the curious old volume.
- I sat up and stared at my wife.
- I smiled.
- III
- I remembered the butterfly, and stood looking at it with bent eyebrows.
- I nodded.
- I looked at Max Portin, who immediately avoided my eyes.
- I looked searchingly at the little chemist.
- I repeated what I had said. Max Fortin turned livid.
- IV
- Her hand on my arm grew heavy. "I dreamed last night----"
- THE KING'S CRADLE SONG
- Lazarus
- BY LEONID ANDREYEV
- TRANSLATED BY ABRAHAM YARMOLINSKY
- II
- III
- IV
- VI
- The Beast with Five Fingers
- BY W.F. HARVEY
- II
- III
- IV
- The Mass of Shadows
- BY ANATOLE FRANCE
- BY FITZ-JAMES O'BRIEN
- I was utterly exhausted, and I gladly loosed my hold.
- The Middle Toe of the Right Foot
- BY AMBROSE BIERCE
- II
- III
- The Shell of Sense
- BY OLIVIA HOWARD DUNBAR
- The Woman at Seven Brothers
- BY WILBUR DANIEL STEELE
- I never saw so humble a man.
- I shook my head. I was savage, sir. "The ladder's carried away."
- I drew back from her. All I could say anything about was the light.
- At the Gate
- BY MYLA JO CLOSSER
- Ligeia
- BY EDGAR ALLAN POE
- The Haunted Orchard
- BY RICHARD LE GALLIENNE
- The Bowmen
- BY ARTHUR MACHEN
- A Ghost
- BY GUY DE MAUPASSANT