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  • Herbert West

    Howard Phillips Lovecraft

    Hardcover (Blurb, Jan. 9, 2019)
    "Herbert West-Reanimator" is a horror short story by American writer H. P. Lovecraft. It was written between October 1921 and June 1922. It was first serialized in February through July 1922 in the amateur publication Home Brew. The story was the basis of the 1985 horror film Re-Animator and its sequels, in addition to numerous other adaptations in various media. The story is the first to mention Lovecraft's fictional Miskatonic University. It is also notable as one of the first depictions of zombies as scientifically reanimated corpses, with animalistic and uncontrollable temperaments.
  • Herbert

    Chadwick Gillenwater, Josh Smart

    Paperback (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, Dec. 6, 2012)
    Herbert is a fly who makes delicious honey. But flies aren’t supposed to make honey. They are supposed to forage the dump for all things spoiled and rotten. Instead of staying at the dump and disgracing his family, Herbert sets out to find the Honeycomb Palace. Will he make it without one of the ferocious and carnivorous dragonflies devouring him? And if he does make it, will Her Majesty the Queen Bee even let a fly inside her hive? Herbert’s journey is filled with triumphs and setbacks, and along the way, a cast of not-so-ordinary characters show Herbert that life isn’t so black and white beyond the dump.
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  • Herbert

    Chadwick Gillenwater, Josh Smart

    eBook
    Herbert is a fly who makes delicious honey. But flies aren’t supposed to make honey. They are supposed to forage the dump for all things spoiled and rotten. Instead of staying at the dump and disgracing his family, Herbert sets out to find the Honeycomb Palace. Will he make it without one of the ferocious and carnivorous dragonflies devouring him? And if he does make it, will Her Majesty the Queen Bee even let a fly inside her hive? Herbert’s journey is filled with triumphs and setbacks, and along the way, a cast of not-so-ordinary characters show Herbert that life isn’t so black and white beyond the dump.
  • Herbert

    Hazel Wilson, John N. Barron

    Library Binding (Alfred a Knopf Inc, June 1, 1950)
    Herbert is a fun-loving boy who has the best of intentions but is usually getting into trouble doing something or other. His Uncle Horace is always there to help bail him and his family out of trouble. Herbert usually does things to excess, with his family egging him on, since his mother told him that discouraging children is a bad idea! Truly the epitome/parody of baby boomers but really fun for kids. Short stories include, "Herbert's Can Collection," "Herbert's Remarkable Improvement," "Herbert's Reward," "Herbert's Wild Animals," "Herbert's Desert Island," "Herbert's Club," "Herbert's Chemistry Set," "Herbert's Newspaper," "Herbert's Earnings." This book can safely be considered "old school" and is appropriate for those who well... are pretty much fed up with leftist storytelling. These are fun books. Be aware that standards for English have changed since 1942! The occasional run-on sentence or so may leave you rewording sentences slightly as you read this book to your kids. But it's okay. Your kids will neither turn into mutants or bad orators as a result of reading this book. I read this book to my six year old kids and they loved it. I read it myself when I was maybe in third or fourth grade. This book is very appropriate for conservatives and others who do not want a political/social agenda affecting their kids.
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  • Herbert

    Hazel Wilson

    Hardcover (Knopf, Jan. 1, 1950)
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  • Herbert

    Hazel Wilson, John N. Barron

    Paperback (Alfred A. Knopf, New York, Jan. 1, 1950)
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  • Herbert

    Hazel Wilson, John N. Barron

    Hardcover (Alfred Knopf, March 15, 1965)
    184 pages
  • Herbert

    Hazel Hutchins Wilson

    Hardcover (Knopf, March 15, 1961)
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  • Herbert West

    Howard Phillips Lovecraft

    Paperback (CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, March 16, 2017)
    Of Herbert West, who was my friend in college and in after life, I can speak only with extreme terror. This terror is not due altogether to the sinister manner of his recent disappearance, but was engendered by the whole nature of his life-work, and first gained its acute form more than seventeen years ago, when we were in the third year of our course at the Miskatonic University Medical School in Arkham. While he was with me, the wonder and diabolism of his experiments fascinated me utterly, and I was his closest companion. Now that he is gone and the spell is broken, the actual fear is greater. Memories and possibilities are ever more hideous than realities. The first horrible incident of our acquaintance was the greatest shock I ever experienced, and it is only with reluctance that I repeat it. As I have said, it happened when we were in the medical school where West had already made himself notorious through his wild theories on the nature of death and the possibility of overcoming it artificially. His views, which were widely ridiculed by the faculty and by his fellow-students, hinged on the essentially mechanistic nature of life; and concerned means for operating the organic machinery of mankind by calculated chemical action after the failure of natural processes. In his experiments with various animating solutions, he had killed and treated immense numbers of rabbits, guinea-pigs, cats, dogs, and monkeys, till he had become the prime nuisance of the college. Several times he had actually obtained signs of life in animals supposedly dead; in many cases violent signs but he soon saw that the perfection of his process, if indeed possible, would necessarily involve a lifetime of research. It likewise became clear that, since the same solution never worked alike on different organic species, he would require human subjects for further and more specialised progress. It was here that he first came into conflict with the college authorities, and was debarred from future experiments by no less a dignitary than the dean of the medical school himself — the learned and benevolent Dr. Allan Halsey, whose work in behalf of the stricken is recalled by every old resident of Arkham. I had always been exceptionally tolerant of West’s pursuits, and we frequently discussed his theories, whose ramifications and corollaries were almost infinite. Holding with Haeckel that all life is a chemical and physical process, and that the so-called "soul" is a myth, my friend believed that artificial reanimation of the dead can depend only on the condition of the tissues; and that unless actual decomposition has set in, a corpse fully equipped with organs may with suitable measures be set going again in the peculiar fashion known as life. That the psychic or intellectual life might be impaired by the slight deterioration of sensitive brain-cells which even a short period of death would be apt to cause, West fully realised.