Ghost Stories

The Last Ghost In Harmony
BY NELSON LLOYD From his perch on the blacksmith's...

The Spectre Of The Broken
The following observations on that singular phenomeno...

Poor Mary The Maid Of The Inn
Who is she, the poor maniac, whose wildly fix'd e...

The Fall Of The House Of Usher
During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundles...

The Examination Paper
This is a story which I believe. Of course, this is n...

Sister Maddelena
Across the valley of the Oreto from Monreale, on the ...

The Drunken Bucks And Chimney-sweep
On March the 19th, 1765, four bucks assembled at an i...

Croglin Grange
"Fisher," said the Captain, "may sound a very pleb...

The Twins Or Ghost Of The Field
Ye who delight in old traditions, And love t...


A quarter of an hour later he appeared again at the bot...

VINCENT O'SULLIVAN

The Interval
Mrs. Wilton passed through a little alley leading from one of the gates which are around Regent's Park, and came out on the wide and quiet street. She walked along slowly, peering anxiously from side to sid...