Upon a paper attached to the Narrative which follows, Doctor Hesselius
has written a rather elaborate note, which he accompanies with a
reference to his Essay on the strange subject which the MS. illuminates.
Though carefully educated in medicine and surgery, I have never
practised either. The study of each continues, nevertheless, to interest
me profoundly. Neither idleness nor caprice caused my secession from the
honourable calling which I had just entered. The cause was a very
trifling scra ...
The pretty little town of Golden Friars--standing by the margin of the
lake, hemmed round by an amphitheatre of purple mountain, rich in tint
and furrowed by ravines, high in air, when the tall gables and narrow
windows of its ancient graystone houses, and the tower of the old
church, fro ...
Twenty years have passed since you last saw Mrs. Jolliffe's tall slim
figure. She is now past seventy, and can't have many mile-stones more
to count on the journey that will bring her to her long home. The hair
has grown white as snow, that is parted under her cap, over her
shrewd, but ki ...
On this case Doctor Hesselius has inscribed nothing more than the words,
"Harman's Report," and a simple reference to his own extraordinary Essay
on "The Interior Sense, and the Conditions of the Opening thereof."
About the year 1822 I resided in a comfortable and roomy old house, the
exact locality of which I need not particularise, further than to say
that it was not very far from Old Brompton, in the immediate
neighbourhood, or rather continuity (as even my Connemara readers
perfectly well know) ...
The curious case which I am about to place before you, is referred
to, very pointedly, and more than once, in the extraordinary Essay upon
the Drug of the Dark and the Middle Ages, from the pen of Doctor
Hesselius.
In my youth I heard a great many Irish family traditions, more or less
of a supernatural character, some of them very peculiar, and all, to a
child at least, highly interesting. One of these I will now relate,
though the translation to cold type from oral narrative, with all the
aids of a ...
It was late in the autumn, and I was skimming along, through a rich
English county, in a postchaise, among tall hedgerows gilded, like all
the landscape, with the slanting beams of sunset. The road makes a long
and easy descent into the little town of Gylingden, and down this we were
goin ...
It is not worth telling, this story of mine--at least, not worth
writing. Told, indeed, as I have sometimes been called upon to tell it,
to a circle of intelligent and eager faces, lighted up by a good
after-dinner fire on a winter's evening, with a cold wind rising and
wailing outside, a ...
[The Editor of the University Magazine submits the following very
remarkable statement, with every detail of which he has been for some
years acquainted, upon the ground that it affords the most authentic and
ample relation of a series of marvellous phenoma, in nowise connected
wit ...
Eastward of the old city of Limerick, about ten Irish miles under the
range of mountains known as the Slieveelim hills, famous as having
afforded Sarsfield a shelter among their rocks and hollows, when he
crossed them in his gallant descent upon the cannon and ammunition of
King William, ...
Toby Crooke, the sexton, was lying dead in the old coach-house in the
inn yard. The body had been discovered, only half an hour before this
story begins, under strange circumstances, and in a place where it
might have lain the better part of a week undisturbed; and a dreadful
suspicion asto ...
About thirty years ago I was selected by two rich old maids to visit a
property in that part of Lancashire which lies near the famous forest
of Pendle, with which Mr. Ainsworth's "Lancashire Witches" has made us
so pleasantly familiar. My business was to make partition of a small
property ...
In looking over the papers of my late valued and respected friend,
Francis Purcell, who for nearly fifty years discharged the arduous duties
of a parish priest in the south of Ireland, I met with the following
document. It is one of many such, for he was a curious and industrious
collecto ...
Take my word for it, there is no such thing as an ancient village,
especially if it has seen better days, unillustrated by its legends of
terror. You might as well expect to find a decayed cheese without mites,
or an old house without rats, as an antique and dilapidated town without
an au ...
In the five Northumbrian counties you will scarcely find so bleak,
ugly, and yet, in a savage way, so picturesque a moor as Dardale Moss.
The moor itself spreads north, south, east, and west, a great
undulating sea of black peat and heath.
"For he is not a man as I am that
we should come together; neither is
there any that might lay his hand
upon us both. Let him, therefore,
take his rod away from me, and let
not his fear terrify me."
When the present writer was a boy of twelve or thirteen, he first made
the acquaintance of Miss Anne Baily, of Lough Guir, in the county of
Limerick. She and her sister were the last representatives at that
place, of an extremely good old name in the county. They were both
what is termed ...
At the edge of melancholy Catstean Moor, in the north of England, with
half-a-dozen ancient poplar-trees with rugged and hoary stems around,
one smashed across the middle by a flash of lightning thirty summers
before, and all by their great height dwarfing the abode near which
they stand, ...
Irish journalist, novelists, and short story writer, called the father
of the modern ghost story. Although Le Fanu was one of the most popular
writers of the Victorian era, he is not so widely read anymore. Le
Fanu's best-known works include Uncle Silas (1864), a suspense story,
and The House by the Churchyard (1863), a murder mystery. His vampire
story 'Carmilla,' which influenced Bram Stoker's Dracula, has been
filmed several times.
"Pen, ink, and paper are cold vehicles for the marvelous, and a
"reader" decidedly a more critical animal than a "listener." (from
'An Account of Some Strange Disturbances in Aungier Street', 1853)
Joseph Thomas Sheridan Le Fanu was born in Dublin into a wealthy family
of Huguenot origins. Among his forebears was the playwright Richard
Brinsley. His father, Thomas Philip Le Fanu, was a clergyman. Le Fanu
started to write poems in his childhood. The life of the peasantry
become familiar to him when his family moved to Abington, in County
Limerick. In 1833 he entered Trinity College, where he read law and
graduated in 1837. His first story, 'The Ghost and the Bone-Setter',
appeared in the Dublin University Magazine in 1838. It also published
many of his other stories in the following years, which were later
collected in The Purcell Papers (1880). As a novelist Le Fanu made his
debut with The Cock and Anchor (1845). The chronicle of old Dublin
showed the influence of Walter Scott, whom Le Fanu greatly admired. In
'A Preliminary Word' in Uncle Silas (1864) Le Fanu emphasized that
death, crime, and in some form, mystery, are essential elements in
Scott's novels.
In 1837 Le Fanu joined the staff of the Dublin University Magazine.
Two years later he was called to the Irish Bar. However, he never
practiced, but created his career in journalism. He owned or part-owned
several papers, including The Warden, the Protestant Guardian,
Evening Packet, and the Dublin Evening Mail. In 1861 he became owner
and editor of Dublin University Magazine, in which several of his
works appeared in serialized form. During this period he published only
one book, Ghost Stories and Tales of Mystery (1851).
Le Fanu married in 1844 (in some sources 1843) Susanna Bennett; they had
four children. The death of his wife in 1858 depressed deeply the
author. He poured his pessimism into his horror stories, and became a
recluse, nicknamed as 'The Invisible Prince' for his shyness and
nocturnal lifestyle. Usually, after visiting his newspaper office, Le
Fanu returned to his home in Merrion Square to write from midnight to
dawn. Le Fanu's son, Brinsley, told later, that his father wrote mostly
in bed, using copybooks for his manuscripts. He always had two candels
by his side of on a small table. During the last years he rarely went
out into city. Le Fanu died on February 7, 1873. His work fell nearly
into oblivion until 1923, when the scholar and ghost story writer M.R.
James published a collection of Le Fanu's stories under the title Madam
Crowl's Ghost and Other Tales of Mystery.
--"Well, a corpse is a natural thing; but this was the
dreadfullest sight I ever saw. She had her fingers straight pointin'
at me, and her back was crooked, round again wi' age. Says she:
--'Ye little limb! what for did ye say I killed the boy? I'll tickle
ye till ye're stiff!'" (from 'Madam Crowl's Ghost,' 1870)
In some of Le Fanu's stories the strange events can be interpreted in
many ways - as a sign of the spiritual world, or as manifestations of
psychic phenomena and unconscious, or in an allegorical level. 'The
Green Tea', one of his most famous tales, depicts the horrors of
Reverend Jennings, who is pursued by an evil spirit, a phantom monkey,
without any apparent reason. It jumps onto his Bible as he preches, but
nobody else sees the awful presence haunting him. Finally Jennings cuts
his throat with his razor. Doctor Hesselius concludes that Jennings
drank too much green tea, which unluckily opened his patient's inner
eye. In this idea Dr. Hesselius is guided by Swedenborg's book Arcana
Caelestia, in which the Swedish philosopher wrote: "When man's interior
sight is opened, which is that of his spirit, then there appear the
things of another life, which cannot possibly be made visible to the
bodily sight...." Around the time of the publication of the story, green
tea was blamed, when a community of Canadian nuns had problems with
overexcited nerves. Le Fanu himself drank strong tea copiously and
frequently.
As a journalist Le Fanu opposed all attempts to loosen the political
union between Ireland and the rest of the UK, but in his 14 novels he
avoided the politics of his day. The novels did not have supernatural
elements, although their atmosphere could be foreboding or hint to
unexplained phenomena. Le Fanu himself said to his publisher, George
Bentley, that he was striving for 'the equilibrium between natural and
the super-natural, the super-natural phenomena being explained on
natural theories - and people left to choose which solution they please.'
Uncle Silas created effectively suspense without ghosts. The
protagonist is a young girl, Maude, whose mother has died. After the
death of her wealthy father, the sinister Uncle Silas becomes her
guardian. Silas has his own plans about Maude and the fortune she will
inherit. He tries to force her to marry his son Dudley, who already has
a wife. Dudley kills the frightening French governess, Madame de la
Rougierre. Maude is saved. Uncle Silas was developed from a short
story entitled 'A Passage from the Secret History of an Irish Countess'
- Le Fanu often refashioned his tales. Several of his novels are
actually expanded versions of his earlier short stories. 'An Account of
Some Strange Disturbances in Aungier Street' was the first form of 'Mr.
Justice Harbottle.' Its protagonist has sent an innocent man to be hanged.
'Carmilla' was published in the collection In a Glass Darkly (1872).
Its erotic, especially lesbian undertones have been noted by many film
directors, among them Roger Vadim. In the story Laura, the narrator,
meets Carmilla first time in her childhood, and then again at the age of
19. 'Her soft cheek was glowing against mine. "Darling, darling," she
murmured, "I live in you; and you would die for me, I love you so."'
Carmilla is a vampire, Countess Mircalla Karnstein, who has lived
hundreds of years. However, first the narrator and her father do not
believe in supernatural explanations. Eventually Carmilla is tracked to
Karnstein castle where her grave is opened and she is killed with the
ancient practice - a sharp stake is driven through her heart. Laura
travels with her father to Italy, but she cannot forget Carmilla. 'It
was long before the terror of recent events subsided; and to this hour
the image of Carmilla returns to memory with ambiguous
alternations--sometimes the playful, languid, beautiful girl; sometimes
the writhing fiend I saw in the ruined church; and often from a reverie
I have started, fancying I heard the light step of Carmilla at the
drawing-room door.'
Author biographies courtesy of Author's Calendar. Used with permission.