Halloween Countdown, Day 12
Oct. 12th, 2008 09:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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LINK OF THE DAY: At Gothic Cemetery Art you will find several different albums of cemetery art, including black and white photographs of unusual cemetery decorations and mausoleums.
LITERATURE OF THE DAY: Today's spooky reading is "The Mummy's Foot" by Theophile Gautier (1811-1872).
Excerpt from "The Mummy's Foot" by Theophile Gautier:
He poured the gold coins into a sort of mediaeval alms-purse hanging at his belt, repeating:
"The foot of the Princess Hermonthis, to be used for a paper-weight!"
Then turning his phosphorescent eyes upon me, he exclaimed in a voice strident as the crying of a cat which has swallowed a fish-bone.
"Old Pharaoh will not be well pleased, he loved his daughter - the dear man!"
"You speak as if you were a contemporary of his. You are old enough, goodness knows, but you do not date back to the Pyramids of Egypt," I answered, laughingly, from the threshold. I went home, delighted with my acquisition.
Read the complete story.
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LINK OF THE DAY: At Gothic Cemetery Art you will find several different albums of cemetery art, including black and white photographs of unusual cemetery decorations and mausoleums.
LITERATURE OF THE DAY: Today's spooky reading is "The Mummy's Foot" by Theophile Gautier (1811-1872).
Excerpt from "The Mummy's Foot" by Theophile Gautier:
He poured the gold coins into a sort of mediaeval alms-purse hanging at his belt, repeating:
"The foot of the Princess Hermonthis, to be used for a paper-weight!"
Then turning his phosphorescent eyes upon me, he exclaimed in a voice strident as the crying of a cat which has swallowed a fish-bone.
"Old Pharaoh will not be well pleased, he loved his daughter - the dear man!"
"You speak as if you were a contemporary of his. You are old enough, goodness knows, but you do not date back to the Pyramids of Egypt," I answered, laughingly, from the threshold. I went home, delighted with my acquisition.
Read the complete story.