Mr. Beaver, on being “spoke” (as his friend and ally, Jack Governor, called it), turned out of an imaginary hammock with the greatest...

I I had not been settled much more than six weeks in my country practice when I was sent for to a neighboring town, to consult wit...

Shortly after my education at college was finished, I happened to be staying at Paris with an English friend. We were both young men th...

I HAVE known Miss Welwyn long enough to be able to bear personal testimony to the truth of many of the particulars which I am now about...

I HAVE got an alarming confession to make. I am haunted by a Ghost. If you were to guess for a hundred years, you would never gues...

When this present nineteenth century was younger by a good many years than it is now, a certain friend of mine, named Arthur Holliday, ...