FOR the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit

belief. I WAS sick -- sick unto death with that long agony; and when they at length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that my senses were leaving me. WE had now reached the summit of the loftiest crag. THE "Red Death" had long devastated the country THERE are certain themes of which the interest is all-absorbing, but which are too entirely horrible for the purposes of legitimate fiction. MISERY is manifold. The wretchedness of earth is multiform.

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