Lucifer: A Theosophical Magazine. Volume I. September 1887-February 1888.Various
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Lucifer: A Theosophical Magazine. Volume I. September 1887-February 1888.
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While he was speaking he unlocked the door, which led into a vaulted
passage with a flight of stairs beyond. A faint, sickly smell
pervaded the corridor, which became stronger and more offensive as
they began to descend the steps.
They went down to a dusky place, around which Gaston’s eyes wandered
for a few moments with no certain gaze, until they grew accustomed
to the dimness. The daylight, such feeble daylight as filtered into
that dismal magazine of mummies, was fading fast.
The monk took a bit of candle from a ledge and lighted it; at once a
strange and weird effect was produced.
Thousands of corpses, and skeletons, and horrible hooded figures
which were of neither state, seemed in some manner to be awakened,
seemed to rouse themselves, and take cognisance of Gaston and his
guide.
TIGHE HOPKINS.
(_To be concluded in our next._)
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NOTE.—The Editors regret that they are unable to publish, as
announced, the translation of the “Death of Ivan Ilyitch,” by Count
Tolstoi, a complete translation having just been issued by Messrs.
Vizetelly.
=LITERARY JOTTINGS=
“BUDDHISM IN CHRISTENDOM, OR JESUS THE ESSENE,” by Arthur Lillie,
etc.—A queer and rather thickish volume, of a presumably scientific
character, by an amateur Orientalist. Contents:—Familiar theories,
built on two sacred and time-honoured names, which the author
enshrines between garlands of modern gossip and libels on his
critics, past and present. A true literary sarcophagus inhuming the
decayed bodies of very old, if occasionally correct, theories
jumbled up together with exploded speculations.
The volume—title and symbology—is pregnant with the atmosphere of
the sacred poetry attached to the names of Gautama the Buddha, and
“Jesus the Essene.” To find it sprinkled with the heavy drops of
personal spite, is like gazing at an unclean fly fallen into the
communion-wine of a chalice. One can but wonder and ask oneself,
what shall be the next move in literature? Is it a new “Sacred Book
of the East,” in which one will find the evidence by Policeman
Endacott against Miss Cass welcomed and accepted as an historical
fact? Or shall it be the Pentecostal tongues of fire examined in the
light of the latest improved kerosene lamp?
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