DRACULA _by_ Bram Stoker [Illustration: colophon] NEW YORK GROSSET & DUNLAP _Publishers_ Copyright, 1897, in the United States of America, according to Act of Congress, by Bram Stoker [_All rights reserved._] PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES AT THE COUNTRY LIFE PRESS, GARDEN CITY, N.Y. TO MY DEAR FRIEND HOMMY-BEG Contents CHAPTER I. Jonathan Harker’s Journal CHAPTER II. Jonathan Harker’s Journal CHAPTER III. Jonathan Harker’s Journal CHAPTER IV. Jonathan Harker’s Journal CHAPTER V. Letters—Lucy and Mina CHAPTER VI. Mina Murray’s Journal CHAPTER VII. Cutting from “The Dailygraph,” 8 August CHAPTER VIII. Mina Murray’s Journal CHAPTER IX. Mina Murray’s Journal CHAPTER X. Mina Murray’s Journal CHAPTER XI. Lucy Westenra’s Diary CHAPTER XII. Dr. Seward’s Diary CHAPTER XIII. Dr. Seward’s Diary CHAPTER XIV. Mina Harker’s Journal CHAPTER XV. Dr. Seward’s Diary CHAPTER XVI. Dr. Seward’s Diary CHAPTER XVII. Dr. Seward’s Diary CHAPTER XVIII. Dr. Seward’s Diary CHAPTER XIX. Jonathan Harker’s Journal CHAPTER XX. Jonathan Harker’s Journal CHAPTER XXI. Dr. Seward’s Diary CHAPTER XXII. Jonathan Harker’s Journal CHAPTER XXIII. Dr. Seward’s Diary CHAPTER XXIV. Dr. Seward’s Phonograph Diary, spoken by Van Helsing CHAPTER XXV. Dr. Seward’s Diary CHAPTER XXVI. Dr. Seward’s Diary CHAPTER XXVII. Mina Harker’s Journal How these papers have been placed in sequence will be made manifest in the reading of them. All needless matters have been eliminated, so that a history almost at variance with the possibilities of later-day belief may stand forth as simple fact. There is throughout no statement of past things wherein memory may err, for all the records chosen are exactly contemporary, given from the standpoints and within the range of knowledge of those who made them. DRACULA CHAPTER I JONATHAN HARKER’S JOURNAL (_Kept in shorthand._) _3 May. Bistritz._--Left Munich at 8:35 P. M., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6:46, but train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the little I could walk through the streets. I feared to go very far from the station, as we had arrived late and would start as near the correct time as possible. The impression I had was that we were leaving the West and entering the East; the most western of splendid bridges over the Danube, which is here of noble width and depth, took us among the traditions of Turkish rule.