Always to the Clouds by Joshua Alan Sturgill
At Chrighton Abbey by Mary Elizabeth Braddon. Death in some form or other—on too many occasions a violent death—had come between the heir and his inheritance. And when I pondered on the dark pages in the story of the house, I used to wonder whether my cousin Fanny was ever troubled by morbid forebodings about her only and fondly loved son. Was there a ghost at Chrighton—that spectral visitant without which the state and splendour of a grand old house seem scarcely complete? …
A Leap into Midsummer: This week, we offer a forgotten news article by Machen and a delightful essay on the Little People.