By Charles Brockden Brown
Known as a “remarkable tale” by way of John Greenleaf Whittier and defined through John Keats as “very powerful,” Wieland, Charles Brockden Brown’s tense 1798 story of terror, is a masterpiece concerning spontaneous combustion, disembodied voices, non secular mania, and a ugly homicide in response to a real-life incident.
This smooth Library Paperback vintage comprises Wieland’s fragmentary sequel, Memoirs of Carwin the Biloquist, in addition to numerous different very important yet hard-to-find Brockden Brown brief tales, together with “Thessalonica,” “Walstein’s tuition of History,” and “Death of Cicero.” This assortment additionally reproduces the newspaper account of the homicide that encouraged Wieland.
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