No imagination can conceive the dreadful temptations it sets before me.

For some unforgiven wickedness of my forefathers I am knit to this fiend--for a fiend it surely is.

I beg and beseech you to crush it out of human semblance, even if I die for it.' Such were the words of the hapless Mordake to Manvers and Treadwell, his physicians.

In spite of careful watching he managed to procure poison, whereof he died, leaving a letter requesting that the 'demon face' might be destroyed before his burial, 'lest it continues its dreadful whisperings in my grave.' At his own request he was interred in a waste place, without stone or legend to mark his grave." A most curious case was that of a Fellah woman who was delivered at Alexandria of a bicephalic monster of apparently eight months' pregnancy.

This creature, which was born dead, had one head white and the other black the change of color commencing at the neck of the black head.