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The trouble with Harrowby Hall was that it was haunted, and, what wasworse, the ghost did not content itself with merely appearing at thebedside of the afflicted person who saw it, but persisted in remainingthere for one mortal hour before it would disappear.It never appeared except on Christmas Eve, and then as the clock wasstriking twelve, in which respect alone was it lacking in that originalitywhich in these days is a _sine qua non_ of success in spectral life. Theowners of Harrowby Hall had done their utmost to rid themselves of thedamp and dewy lady who rose up out of the best bedroom floor at midnight,but without avail. They had tried stopping the clock, so that the ghostwould not know when it was midnight; but she made her appearance just thesame, with that fearful miasmatic personality of hers, and there she wouldstand until everything about her was thoroughly saturated.Then the owners of Harrowby Hall calked up every crack in the floor withthe very best quality of hemp, and over this was placed layers of tar andcanvas; the walls were made water-proof, and the doors and windowslikewise, the proprietors having conceived the notion that the unexorcisedlady would find it difficult to leak into the room after these precautionshad been taken; but even this did not suffice. The following Christmas Eveshe appeared as promptly as before, and frightened the occupant of theroom quite out of his senses by sitting down alongside of him and gazingwith her cavernous blue eyes into his; and he noticed, too, that in herlong, aqueously bony fingers bits of dripping sea-weed were entwined, theends hanging down, and these ends she drew across his forehead until hebecame like one insane. And then he swooned away, and was foundunconscious in his bed the next morning by his host, simply saturated withsea-water and fright, from the combined effects of which he neverrecovered, dying four years later of pneumonia and nervous prostration atthe age of seventy-eight.The next year the master of Harrowby Hall decided not to have the bestspare bedroom opened at all, thinking that perhaps the ghost's thirst formaking herself disagreeable would be satisfied by haunting the furniture,but the plan was as unavailing as the many that had preceded it.The ghost appeared as usual in the room--that is, it was supposed she did,for the hangings were dripping wet the next morning, and in the parlorbelow the haunted room a great damp spot appeared on the ceiling. Findingno one there, she immediately set out to learn the reason why, and shechose none other to haunt than the owner of the Harrowby himself. Shefound him in his own cosey room drinking whiskey--whiskey undiluted--andfelicitating himself upon having foiled her ghostship, when all of asudden the curl went out of his hair, his whiskey bottle filled andoverflowed, and he was himself in a condition similar to that of a man whohas fallen into a water-butt. When he recovered from the shock, which wasa painful one, he saw before him the lady of the cavernous eyes andsea-weed fingers. The sight was so unexpected and so terrifying that hefainted, but immediately came to, because of the vast amount of water inhis hair, which, trickling down over his face, restored his consciousness.Now it so happened that the master of Harrowby was a brave man, and whilehe was not particularly fond of interviewing ghosts, especially suchquenching ghosts as the one before him, he was not to be daunted by anapparition. He had paid the lady the compliment of fainting from theeffects of his first surprise, and now that he had come to he intended tofind out a few things he felt he had a right to know. He would have likedto put on a dry suit of clothes first, but the apparition declined toleave him for an instant until her hour was up, and he was forced to denyhimself that pleasure.

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The trouble with Harrowby Hall was that it was haunted, and, what was worse, the ghost did not content itself with merely appearing at the bedside of the afflicted person who saw it, but persisted in remaining there for one mortal hour before it would disappear. It never appeared except on Christmas Eve, and then as the clock was striking twelve, in which respect alone was it lacking in that originality which in these days is a sine qua non of success in spectral life. The owners of Harrowby Hall had done their utmost to rid themselves of the damp and dewy lady who rose up out of the best bedroom floor at midnight, but without avail. They had tried stopping the clock, so that the ghost would not know when it was midnight; but she made her appearance just the same, with that fearful miasmatic personality of hers, and there she would stand until everything about her was thoroughly saturated.

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Excerpt from The Water Ghost and Others"'Welcome To Bangletop'"; A Departing Cook; The Baron's Breakfast Was Not; Pay - Day; Terwilliger To The Rescue; "Cook!" He Whispered; The Presence Had Assumed Shape; "'No Taikers,' Retorted The Ghost"; They Shook Hands And Parted; The H'earl Of Mugley; "'To Ariadne, Of Course'"; "A Duke Is A Duke The World Over"; Back To The Spirit Vale; "Martyrs' Night"; "Do You Hear That Bolt Slide?"; The Visitor Arrives; "I Looked Upon My Reflection In The Glass"; The Red Tie; "Not A Card Fell"About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

The trouble with Harrowby Hall was that it was haunted, and, what was worse, the ghost did not content itself with merely appearing at the bedside of the afflicted person who saw it, but persisted in remaining there for one mortal hour before it would disappear. It never appeared except on Christmas Eve, and then as the clock was striking twelve, in which respect alone was it lacking in that originality which in these days is a sine qua non of success in spectral life. The owners of Harrowby Hall had done their utmost to rid themselves of the damp and dewy lady who rose up out of the best bedroom floor at midnight, but without avail. They had tried stopping the clock, so that the ghost would not know when it was midnight; but she made her appearance just the same, with that fearful miasmatic personality of hers, and there she would stand until everything about her was thoroughly saturated.

This is a pre-1923 historical reproduction that was curated for quality. Quality assurance was conducted on each of these books in an attempt to remove books with imperfections introduced by the digitization process. Though we have made best efforts - the books may have occasional errors that do not impede the reading experience. We believe this work is culturally important and have elected to bring the book back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. This text refers to the Bibliobazaar edition.

American John Kendrick Bangs created a subgenre of modern literature -- Bangsian fantasy, it's called, a form fantasy set at least partly in the afterlife. Born in Yonkers, New York, he went to Columbia University (where he edited the school's literary magazine) and went on to work as an editor -- on Life magazine, and later at Harper's Magazine, Harper's Bazaar, Munsey's Magazine, New Metropolitan, and Puck, which was then the foremost American humor magazine.

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