The Washington times., 1917-11-24
DRACULA,
OR
THE VAMPIRE
PART oNE-(Continued)
By BRAN STOKER.

PART 0NE-CContinued)
~ HI But # seemed fresh and
pure in the night IT.. air i;;. after
How sweet II was to see the
clouds race by. and the passing
CLEANS OF the moonlight between the
scudding clouds crossing and passing
like the gladness and sorroS Of q
mans life; how sweet II was to
breathe the fresh air, that had no
taint of Death and decay: how human
Ising to see the red lighting Of the
sky peyond the hill. Nnd to hear far
away the muffled roar that marks the
life Of q great city.
Each in his own way was solemn
and overcome. Arthur was silent, and
was, I could see, striving to grasp the
purpose and the inner meaning OF the
mystery. was myself tolerably pa
tient, and half inclined again to throw
aside doubt and to accept. Van Hell
sings conclusions. Quincey Norris
was phlegmatic in the way Of man
who accepts all things, and accepts
them In the spirit OF cool bravery,
with hazard Of all he has to stake.
Not being able to smoke, he cut him
self q good-sized plug of tobacco
and began to chew. As 70 Van Hell
sing, he was employed In q definite
way. First he took from his bag q
mass Of what looked ike thin, wafer
like biscuits, which wSsa carefully
rolled UP In q white napkin; next he
took out a double-handful Of some
whitish stuff. like dough or putty.
He crumbled the wafer up Ane and
worked It into the mass between his
hands. This he then took. and roll
ing IT into thin strips. began to hay
them into the crevices between the
door and Its setting in the tomb. was
somewhat puzzled at thin, and being,
close, asked him what II was that he
was doing. Arthur and Quincy drew
near also. as they too were curious.
He answered:
"I am closing the tomb, so that the
Un-Dead may not enter"
"And Is that stuff you have put
there going to do it?" asked Quincy.
Great Scott! Is this q gamer"
'It Is"
What 10 that which you are
using7" This time the question was
by arthur. Van Hsising reverently
lifted his hat as he answered:
A STRANGE SUBSTANCE
TO KEEP OUT THE UN-DEAD.
THE Host. I brought It from Am
sterdam- have an Indulgence" II
was an answer that appalled, the most
sceptIcal Of US, and we felt individual
ly that in the presence OF such earn
est purpose as the professors, q pur-
pose which could thus use the to him
most sacred of things. Il was impos-
Sible to distruct. In respectful silence |
we took the places assigned to US J
close round the tomb, but hidden from I
the sight Of any one approaching.
pitied the others, especially ARTHUR.
] had myself been apprenticed by |
my former visits to this watching
horror; and yet !, who had up to an
hour ago repudiated the proofs, felt
my heart sink within me. Never did
tombs look 30 ghastly white: never
lid cypress, or yew. or Juniper 80
Jeem the embodiment OF funereal
Eloom; never did tree or grass wave
Dr. rustic so ominously; never did
Dough cTeak so mysteriously; and
never did the far-away bowling of
logs send such a woeful presage
the night.
There was q long spell OF silence, a
zig, aching void. and then from the
professor q keen "S-s-s-s!" He pointed;
md far down the avenue OF yews we
Jaw q white figure advance-a dim
White figure, which held something
lark at its breast.
The figure stopped, and at the mo-
nent q ray OF moonlight fell upon the
masses OF driving clouds and showed
n startling prominence a darlc-hAired
Woman. dressed IN the crements OF
he grave. We could not see the
ace, for II was bent down over what
Ve saw to be q fAir-hAired child.
There was q pause and a sharp IT.