Wagner, the Wehr-WolfReynolds, George W. M. (George William MacArthur)
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Wagner, the Wehr-Wolf
Reynolds, George W. M. (George William MacArthur)
Penny dreadfuls; Werewolves -- Fiction
Then commenced a scene of the wildest disorder amidst those desperate
men; and even the captain himself, perceiving that they could laugh, and
shout, and sing, in the delirium of intoxication, rushed from the side
of Wagner and joined the rest. It was dreadful to hear the obscene jest,
the ribald song, and the reckless execration, sent forth from the cabin,
as if in answer to the awful voices in which Nature was then speaking to
the world. But scarcely had a faint gleam appeared in the orient
sky--not quite a gleam, but a mitigation of the intenseness of the
night--when a tremendous wave--a colossus amongst giants--broke over the
ill-fated ship, while a terrible crash of timber was for a moment heard
in unison with the appalling din of the whelming billows. Wagner was the
only soul on deck at that instant: but the fury of the waters tore him
away from the bulwark to which he had been clinging, and he became
insensible.
When he awoke from the stupor into which he had been plunged, it was
still dusk, and the roar of the ocean sounded in his ears with deafening
din.
But he was on land, though where he knew not. Rising from the sand on
which he had been cast, he beheld the billows breaking on the shore at
the distance of only a few paces; and he retreated further from their
reach. Then he sat down, with his face toward the east, anxiously
awaiting the appearance of the morn that he might ascertain the nature
and the aspect of the land on which he had been cast. By degrees the
glimmering which had already subdued the blackness of night into the
less profound obscurity of duskiness, grew stronger; and a yellow
luster, as of a far-distant conflagration, seemed to struggle against a
thick fog. Then a faint roseate streak tinged the eastern horizon,
growing gradually deeper in hue, and spreading higher and wider--the
harbinger of sunrise; while, simultaneously, the features of the land on
which Wagner was thrown began to develop themselves like specters
stealing out of complete security; till at length the orient luster was
caught successively by a thousand lofty pinnacles of rock; and finally
the majestic orb itself appeared, lighting up a series of verdant
plains, delicious groves, glittering lakes, pellucid streams, as well as
the still turbulent ocean and the far-off mountains which had first
peeped from amidst the darkness.
Fair and delightful was the scene that thus developed itself to the eyes
of Wagner; but as his glance swept the country which rose
amphitheatrically from the shore not a vestige of the presence of man
could be beheld. No smoke curled from amidst the groves, no church spire
peeped from amongst the trees; nor had the wilderness of nature been
disturbed by artificial culture.
He turned toward the ocean; there was not a trace of his vessel to be
seen. But further along the sand lay a dark object, which he approached,
with a shudder, for he divined what it was.
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