Description:This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1899 Excerpt: ... CHAPTER IX. AMONG THE DEAD. My Next feeling of consciousness shaped itself in the fact that I was lying with my eyes open, but I saw nothing. I tried to think. Was this death? Had sight gone, or--horrors! Was I buried alive! My sensations, for the next few minutes, must have been something like Poe's in his story portraying a similar experience. I tried to lift my arms, but I had no power. They lay benumbed and dead. The cold sweat stood out on my forehead. I had some sense of dull feeling. I lay on my left side, and the surface beneath me was rough and knobby. Again I strove to lift my Lrm. There was a faint movement of my right fingers. The terrifying thoughts that flitted through my mind I can never forget. I believe that is the reason I am prematurely gray. After a few moments I tried again to lift my zrm. This time I could move my hand. As full consciousness came back my mental terror increased, and I became aware of a pain in my head. Again I strove. This time I partially succeeded, but the arm fell back lifeless as the exertion overcame me. You have all had the sensation when you awoke at night and found one arm benumbed. You remember how you could pick it up with the other hand and let it fall as if it were no part of you. By this time the blood had evidently begun to circulate, for I could lift my hand and feel before me. About eight inches in front was a partition. My fears seemed confirmed, and I could have shrieked, but I was dumb. I felt above. About the same distance over me was another boundary to my black prison. Overcome, I must have fainted in my horror. When I again came to consciousness I was aware of a throbbing movement all around me. I lay feeling this in a semi-dumb way for some t: me, until I gradually came to the realization that I ..We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Pitted Against Anarchists. To get started finding Pitted Against Anarchists, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.
Description: This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1899 Excerpt: ... CHAPTER IX. AMONG THE DEAD. My Next feeling of consciousness shaped itself in the fact that I was lying with my eyes open, but I saw nothing. I tried to think. Was this death? Had sight gone, or--horrors! Was I buried alive! My sensations, for the next few minutes, must have been something like Poe's in his story portraying a similar experience. I tried to lift my arms, but I had no power. They lay benumbed and dead. The cold sweat stood out on my forehead. I had some sense of dull feeling. I lay on my left side, and the surface beneath me was rough and knobby. Again I strove to lift my Lrm. There was a faint movement of my right fingers. The terrifying thoughts that flitted through my mind I can never forget. I believe that is the reason I am prematurely gray. After a few moments I tried again to lift my zrm. This time I could move my hand. As full consciousness came back my mental terror increased, and I became aware of a pain in my head. Again I strove. This time I partially succeeded, but the arm fell back lifeless as the exertion overcame me. You have all had the sensation when you awoke at night and found one arm benumbed. You remember how you could pick it up with the other hand and let it fall as if it were no part of you. By this time the blood had evidently begun to circulate, for I could lift my hand and feel before me. About eight inches in front was a partition. My fears seemed confirmed, and I could have shrieked, but I was dumb. I felt above. About the same distance over me was another boundary to my black prison. Overcome, I must have fainted in my horror. When I again came to consciousness I was aware of a throbbing movement all around me. I lay feeling this in a semi-dumb way for some t: me, until I gradually came to the realization that I ..We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Pitted Against Anarchists. To get started finding Pitted Against Anarchists, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.