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The School-boy Apparition
A few years since, the inhabitants of Dorking, in Sur...

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Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roo...

The Ghost-ship
BY RICHARD MIDDLETON Fairfield is a little village...

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

The Tale Of The Three Antiquaries
Thomas Turnbull stood beside his spade and gazed rapt...

"dear Lang,
"I enclose a tradition connected with the murder of Ser...

The Empty House
Certain houses, like certain persons, manage somehow ...

The Ash-tree
Everyone who has travelled over Eastern England knows t...

The Scar In The Moustache
This story was told to the writer by his old head-maste...

"dear Lang,
"I enclose a tradition connected with the murder of Ser...





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...