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Appearances Of The Dead
We now pass beyond the utmost limits to which a "scient...

The Hypochondriac Gentleman And The Jack-ass
A sober gentleman of very great respectability, who w...

The Drummer Of Cortachy
What ancient Scottish or Irish family has not its Fam...

Of The God Bel,
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Giles The Shepherd And Spectre
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The Female Fanatic And Heavenly Visitor
The following curious affair happened a few years sin...

The Rattlesnake
Dr. Kinsolving, of the Church of the Epiphany in Philad...

The Difficulty Of Crossing A Field
One morning in July, 1854, a planter named Williams...

The Ghost Of Miser Brimpson
BY EDEN PHILLPOTTS I Penniless and proud he was; ...

The Haunting Of The Wesleys
The Rev. Samuel Wesley is chiefly known to posterity ...





THE DAMNED THING






The Rival Ghosts
The good ship sped on her way across the calm Atlantic. It was an outward passage, according to the little charts which the company had charily distributed, but most of the passengers were homeward bound, after a summer of rest a...

One Does Not Always Eat What Is On The Table
By the light of a tallow candle which had been placed on one end of a rough table a man was reading something written in a book. It was an old account book, greatly worn; and the writing was not, apparently, very legible, for the man ...

What May Happen In A Field Of Wild Oats
". . . The sun had hardly risen when we left the house. We were looking for quail, each with a shotgun, but we had only one dog. Morgan said that our best ground was beyond a certain ridge that he pointed out, and we crossed it by a t...

A Man Though Naked May Be In Rags
The coroner rose from his seat and stood beside the dead man. Lifting an edge of the sheet he pulled it away, exposing the entire body, altogether naked and showing in the candle-light a claylike yellow. It had, however, broad maculat...