All Men Are Ghosts by Lawrence Pearsall Jacks (9781150332142)
Lawrence Pearsall Jacks Release Date: 22 December 2009 Format: Paperback Pages: 120 Publisher: General Books ISBN: 9781150332142 ISBN-10: 115033214X
General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1913 Original Publisher: H. Holt and Company Subjects: English fiction Fiction / Anthologies Fiction / Literary Fiction / Short Stories Literary Criticism / European / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: II "THE HOLE IN THE WATER-SKIN" For the fourth time that day Abdulla, the water-seller of Damascus, had come to the river's bank to fill his water-skin. The day was hot beyond endurance; the drinkers had been clamorous and trade had been brisk; and a bag of small money, the fruits of his merchandise, hung within the folds of his gaberdine. Weary with going to and fro in the burning streets, Abdulla seated himself under a palm tree, the last of a long line that ran down to the pool where the skins were filled. Resting his back against the cool side of the tree, the setting sun being behind him, he drew forth his bag and counted his coins. " One more journey," he said to himself, "and the bag will be full. Zobeida shall have sweetmeats to-morrow." The pleasing thought lingered in his mind; fled for a moment and then returned; Abdulla saw the shop of the infidel Greek, with boxes of chocolate in the window; he saw himself inside making his choice among innumerable boxes, and holding the bag of money in his hand. Then his head fell forward on his chest and he was asleep. The plunge into sleep had been so sudden, and its duration was so brief, that no memory of it was left, and Abdulla knew not that he had slept nor the moment when he awaked. Fluctuating images rose and wavered and vanished; and then, as though in answer to a signal, the incoherence ceased, the forms became defined, and a steady stream of...