THE MUMMY!

A TALEOFTHE TWENTY-SECOND CENTURY.

By Jane Webb (Mrs. Loudon).

"Why hast thou disquieted me, to bring me up?"
I Sam., xxviii. 15.

LONDON:HENRY COLBURN, NEW BURLINGTON STREET.

1827.

TABLE OF CONTENTS.

INTRODUCTION. CHAPTER I. CHAPTER II. CHAPTER III. CHAPTER IV. CHAPTER V. CHAPTER VI. CHAPTER VII. CHAPTER VIII. CHAPTER IX. CHAPTER X. CHAPTER XI. CHAPTER XII. CHAPTER XIII. CHAPTER XIV. CHAPTER XV. CHAPTER XVI. CHAPTER XVII. CHAPTER XVIII. CHAPTER XIX. CHAPTER XX. CHAPTER XXI. CHAPTER XXII. CHAPTER XXIII. CHAPTER XXIV. CHAPTER XXV. CHAPTER XXVI. CHAPTER XXVII. CHAPTER XXVIII. CHAPTER XXIX. CHAPTER XXX. CHAPTER XXXI. CHAPTER XXXII.

[Transcriber's note: The Mummy! was originally published in threevolumes. The chapters have been renumbered in this edition, and thevolume breaks indicated (ends of chapters XI and XXIV).]

INTRODUCTION.

I have long wished to write a novel, but Icould not determine what it was to be about.I could not bear any thing common-place, andI did not know what to do for a hero. Heroesare generally so much alike, so monotonous, sodreadfully insipid—so completely brothers ofone race, with the family likeness so amazinglystrong—"This will not do for me," thought Ias I sauntered listlessly down a shady lane, onefine evening in June; "I must have somethingnew, something quite out of the beaten path:—butwhat?"—ay, that was the question. In vaindid I rack my brains—in vain did I search thestorehouse of my memory: I could think of nothingthat had not been thought of before.

"It is very strange!" said I, as I walkedfaster, as though I hoped the rapidity of mymotion would shake off the sluggishness of myimagination. It was all in vain! I struck myforehead and called wit to my assistance, butthe ma

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