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The Ghost-extinguisher
BY GELETT BURGESS My attention was first called to...

An Apiary Or Bee-house
Every farmer should keep bees—provided he have pasturag...

In My Lady's Bedchamber
'Well,' said Harry laughingly, as he showed me the fa...

The Lost Securities
A lady dreamed that she was sitting at a window, watchi...

Ghost Hunters Of Yesterday And To-day
Psychical research, of which so much mention has been...

Farm House 5 Chamber Plan
It is also lighted by a window over the lean-to, on the...

In The Cliff Land Of The Dane
A LETTER TO THE REVEREND LAURENCE STERNE AT COXWOLD FRO...

The Daemon Of Spraiton In Devon {111} Anno 1682
"About the month of November in the year 1682, in the p...

The Hymn Of Donald Ban
O God that created me so helpless, Strengthen my belie...

Castle Ichabod
'When you saw the dog, my dear,' said my uncle, the R...





The Lost Key






Lady X., after walking in a wood near her house in Ireland, found that
she had lost an important key. She dreamed that it was lying at the
root of a certain tree, where she found it next day, and her theory is
the same as that of Mr. A., the owner of the lost cheque. {11c}

As a rule dreams throw everything into a dramatic form. Some one
knocks at our door, and the dream bases a little drama on the noise;
it constructs an explanatory myth, a myth to account for the noise,
which is acted out in the theatre of the brain.

To take an instance, a disappointing one:--





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