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The Apparition of Mrs. Veal  by DANIEL DEFOE

Now you must know Mrs. Veal was a maiden gentlewoman of about thirty years of age, and for some years past had been troubled with fits, which were perceived coming on her by her going off from her discourse very abruptly to some impertinence. She was maintained by an only brother, and kept his house in Dover. She was a very pious woman, and her brother a very sober man to all appearance; but now he does all he can to null and quash the story.

The Mysterious Bride  by JAMES HOGG

A great number of people nowadays are beginning broadly to insinuate that there are no such things as ghosts, or spiritual beings visible to mortal sight. Even Sir Walter Scott is turned renegade, and, with his stories made up of half-and-half, like Nathaniel Gow's toddy, is trying to throw cold water on the most certain, though most impalpable, phenomena of human nature. The bodies are daft. Heaven mend their wits! Before they had ventured to assert such things, I wish they had been where I have often been; or, in particular, where the Laird of Birkendelly was on St. Lawrence's Eve, in the year 1777, and sundry times subsequent to that.

Carmilla  by SHERIDAN LE FANU

31 October 2006
Vol. 6, No. 3
fiction, novella, classic

But I was not comforted, for I knew the visit of the strange woman was not a dream; and I was awfully frightened.

Down in the Cellar  by HOLLY CHASE WILLIAMS

2 December 2001
Vol. 1
fiction, flash fiction

After a tour of Jim's house, from which all traces of his partner Colin were carefully removed, his father asked to see the wine cellar with its ancient vintages. It was rumored to be haunted.

 

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