About the horizon moved what my imagination pictured as the ghosts of dead armies-strange, gigantic, wraith-like shapes whose heads rose above the horizon as the heads of a giant army appearing over the summits of a far-away mountain.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook
She seemed the wraith of the girl who had ridden down the road.
"The Man from Jericho"
Edwin Carlile Litsey
The next moment she had entered the room and shut the door behind her, and was coming towards him like a sweet wraith.
"The Man from Jericho"
Edwin Carlile Litsey