BILLY--"Huh! I bet you didn't have a good time at your birthday party yesterday." WILLIE--"I bet I did." BILLY--"Then why ain't you sick today?" Winnie had been very naughty, and her mamma said: "Don't you know you will never go to ... Read more of PLEASURE at Free Jokes.caInformational Site Network Informational
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The Iron Cage
[As you express a wish to know what credit is to b...

The Ventriloquist
The following anecdote is related by Adrianus Turnibi...

Granary
The illustration above needs but little description. Th...

The Benighted Traveller And Haunted Room
A gentleman was benighted, while travelling alone, in...

The Warder Of The Door
"If you don't believe it, you can read it for yourself,...

The Bridal Party
In Benares, the sacred city of the Hindus, situated i...

Farm Barn Design Ii
Here is presented the design of a barn built by ourself...

Farm House 1 Chamber Plan
The roof story is partitioned into convenient-sized bed...

Cottage 1 Interior Arrangement
The main body of this cottage is 1812 feet, with a...

China Goose
The small brown China goose is another variety which ma...





SOME HAUNTED HOUSES






Two Military Executions
In the spring of the year 1862 General Buell's big army lay in camp, licking itself into shape for the campaign which resulted in the victory at Shiloh. It was a raw, untrained army, although some of its fractions had seen hard e...

The Isle Of Pines
For many years there lived near the town of Gallipolis, Ohio, an old man named Herman Deluse. Very little was known of his history, for he would neither speak of it himself nor suffer others. It was a common belief among his nei...

A Fruitless Assignment
Henry Saylor, who was killed in Covington, in a quarrel with Antonio Finch, was a reporter on the Cincinnati Commercial. In the year 1859 a vacant dwelling in Vine street, in Cincinnati, became the center of a local excitement be...

A Vine On A House
About three miles from the little town of Norton, in Missouri, on the road leading to Maysville, stands an old house that was last occupied by a family named Harding. Since 1886 no one has lived in it, nor is anyone likely to liv...

At Old Man Eckert's
Philip Eckert lived for many years in an old, weather-stained wooden house about three miles from the little town of Marion, in Vermont. There must be quite a number of persons living who remember him, not unkindly, I trust, and k...

The Spook House
On the road leading north from Manchester, in eastern Kentucky, to Booneville, twenty miles away, stood, in 1862, a wooden plantation house of a somewhat better quality than most of the dwellings in that region. The house was des...

The Other Lodgers
"In order to take that train," said Colonel Levering, sitting in the Waldorf-Astoria hotel, "you will have to remain nearly all night in Atlanta. That is a fine city, but I advise you not to put up at the Breathitt House, one of ...

The Thing At Nolan
To the south of where the road between Leesville and Hardy, in the State of Missouri, crosses the east fork of May Creek stands an abandoned house. Nobody has lived in it since the summer of 1879, and it is fast going to pieces. ...

The Difficulty Of Crossing A Field
One morning in July, 1854, a planter named Williamson, living six miles from Selma, Alabama, was sitting with his wife and a child on the veranda of his dwelling. Immediately in front of the house was a lawn, perhaps fifty yards ...

An Unfinished Race
James Burne Worson was a shoemaker who lived in Leamington, Warwickshire, England. He had a little shop in one of the by-ways leading off the road to Warwick. In his humble sphere he was esteemed an honest man, although like man...

Charles Ashmore's Trail
The family of Christian Ashmore consisted of his wife, his mother, two grown daughters, and a son of sixteen years. They lived in Troy, New York, were well-to-do, respectable persons, and had many friends, some of whom, reading t...