Various other stories of supernatural length of years appear in English fiction, besides those based on the definite use of the life elixir. _The Woman from Yonder_, by Stephen French Whitman, shows us the revived, reanimated body of a woman who has been buried in a glacier since Hannibal crossed the Alps, till she is dug out and miraculously restored, by blood-transfusion, by an interfering scientist. The writer queries, "If the soul exists, where had that soul been? What regions did it relinquish at the command of the reviving body?" A humorous application of the idea of the deathless man is seen in A. Conan Doyle's _The Los Amigos Fiasco_, where the citizens of a frontier town, wishing to kill a criminal by some other method than the trite rope, try to kill him by putting him in connection with a big dynamo. But their amateur efforts have a peculiar effect. They succeed only in so magnetizing his body that it is impossible for him to die. They try shooting, hanging, and so forth, but he has gained such an access of vitality from electricity that he comes out unscathed through everything, resembling the ancient sachem in Hawthorne's novel. The Flying Dutchman forms the theme for stories in folklore, of a wanderer of the seas condemned to touch shore only once in seven years, because he swore he would round Cape Horn in spite of heaven and hell. Hawthorne has preserved a letter from the Dutchman to his wife, in the Virtuoso's collection, and John Kendrick Bangs has furnished the inevitable parody in his _Pursuit of the Houseboat_. _The Dead Ship_ of Harpwell is another story of a wandering, accursed ship. There is a similar legend told by C. M. Skinner,[164] of a man, who, for a cruel murder of a servant, was condemned to wear always a halter round his neck and was unable to die. [164] In _Myths and Legends of Our Land_. Bram Stoker furnishes us with several interesting specimens of supernatural life, always tangled with other uncanny motives. The count, in _Dracula_, who has lived his vampire life for centuries, is said to be hale and fresh as if he were forty. Of course, all vampires live to a strange lease on life, but most of them are spirits rather than human beings as was Dracula. In _The Lair of the White Worm_, Stoker tells of a woman who was at once an alluring woman and a snake thousands of years old. The snake is so large that, when it goes out to walk, it looks like a high white tower, and can gaze over the tops of the trees.