dread

"Are we ascending to a living fire?" I cried; when, to my horror and astonishment, the heat became greater than before. "No, no," said my uncle, "it is simply impossible, quite impossible." "And yet," said I, touching the side of the shaft with my naked hand, ...

I feel like a starving prisoner," he said, rubbing his yellow and shivering hands together. And, turning round to the guide, he spoke some hearty, cheering words, as I judged from his tone, in Danish. "What!" cried the Professor, "you do not mean to say that a...

I fancy that the worthy Professor in some measure shares my notions, if not my fears, for, after an attentive examination of the crowbar, he cast his eyes rapidly over the mighty and mysterious ocean. "What could possess him to leave the land," I thought, "as ...

And from this paper my brother read that catastrophic dispatch of the Commander-in-Chief: “The Martians are able to discharge enormous clouds of a black and poisonous vapour by means of rockets. They have smothered our batteries, destroyed Richmond, Kingston, ...

The steamboat throbbed on its way through an interminable suspense. The sun sank into grey clouds, the sky flushed and darkened, the evening star trembled into sight.

As the green flames lifted I could see the oily gleam of his integument and the brightness of his eyes. And suddenly I heard a yell, and saw a long tentacle reaching over the shoulder of the machine to the little cage that hunched upon its back. Then something...

I am unable to withdraw my eyes from the bar of iron, actually half crushed! Is, then, my dream about to come true--a dread and terrible reality?

I was weary after eating, and went into the parlour behind the bar, and slept on a black horsehair sofa I found there. I awoke to find that dismal howling still in my ears, “Ulla, ulla, ulla, ulla.” It was now dusk, and after I had routed out some biscuits and...

We are utterly unprepared for a sea voyage; it is simply madness to think of performing a journey of five hundred leagues upon a wretched pile of beams, with a counterpane for a sail, a paltry stick for a mast, and a tempest to contend with.

To the east one only existed somewhere about the eightieth degree of latitude, the Esk, upon the island of Jan Mayen, not far from the frozen regions of Spitsbergen. It was not craters that were wanting, and many of them were big enough to vomit a whole army; ...

Still it was a positive fact that someone was speaking. A dread fell upon my soul that it might be my own words brought back to me by a distant echo. Perhaps without knowing it, I might have been crying aloud. I resolutely closed my lips, and once more placed ...

At first I thought that she had not recognised me, but as I bent over her she suddenly shrieked out in a voice which I shall never forget, ‘Oh, my God! The speckled band!’ There was something else which she would fain have said, and she stabbed with her finger...

While we love, while we are true to each other, here in this land of peace and beauty, your native country, we may reap every tranquil blessing—what can disturb our peace?” And could not such words from her whom I fondly prized before every other gift of fortu...

And as the day came they became aware of a fighting-machine standing near by the Langham and looking down at them. He came down the road towards them, and picked up nearly a hundred too drunk or frightened to run away.” Grotesque gleam of a time no history wil...