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Three Weeks to go At three weeks to go, you'll hopefully have finished packing your cupboards - you'll be able to start packing any non essential belongings and put them away too. If you're painting any rooms, its a good idea to try to do so in the next few days, so its all ready, and order any packing supplies you want or need. Ordering as far in ... more>>
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Packing Order Optimal packing order is based entirely on preference. Some people like to pack their living room last - some like to pack rooms in two lots one round to remove the non essentials, and one round to complete packing, others still like to pack where they can, when they can. Deciding on what's unimportant and can be packed first is a goo ... more>>
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The Halloween House
They called it the Halloween House. When Easter came and
everyone in the neighborhood competed to see who could hang
the most plastic eggs from their trees, the maples on the
lawn of 124 Meadowbrook were decorated only by spring buds.
They put no shamrocks on the door for St. Patrick's Day, no
gourds on the porch for Tha ... more>>
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On the road leading north from Manchester, in eastern Kentucky,to Booneville, twenty miles away, stood, in 1862, a woodenplantation house of a somewhat better quality than most of thedwellings in that region. The house was destroyed by fire in theyear following--probably by some stragglers from the retreatingcolumn of General George W. Morgan, when ... more>>
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BART FLEMING took his bride out to his ranch on the plains whenshe was but seventeen years old, and the two set up housekeeping inthree hundred and twenty acres of corn and rye. Off toward the westthere was an unbroken sea of tossing corn at that time of the yearwhen the bride came out, and as her sewing window was on the sideof the house which fac ... more>>
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About three miles from the little town of Norton, in Missouri,on the road leading to Maysville, stands an old house that was lastoccupied by a family named Harding. Since 1886 no one has lived init, nor is anyone likely to live in it again. Time and the disfavorof persons dwelling thereabout are converting it into a ratherpicturesque ruin. An obser ... more>>
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CHAPTER I--THE MORTALS IN THE HOUSE Under none of the accredited ghostly circumstances, andenvironed by none of the conventional ghostly surroundings, did Ifirst make acquaintance with the house which is the subject of thisChristmas piece. I saw it in the daylight, with the sun upon it.There was no wind, no rain, no lightning, no thunder, no awful ... more>>
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Certain houses, like certain persons, manage somehow to proclaimat once their character for evil. In the case of the latter, noparticular feature need betray them; they may boast an opencountenance and an ingenuous smile; and yet a little of theircompany leaves the unalterable conviction that there is somethingradically amiss with their being: that ... more>>
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It was five o'clock on a June morning. The dirty-buff blind ofthe lodging-house bedroom shone like cloth of gold as the sun'sunclouded rays poured through it, transforming all they illumined,so that things poor and mean seemed to share in the triumphantglory of new-born day. In the bed lay a young man who had alreadybeen awake for an hour. He kept ... more>>
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Despite the heavy clumsiness of her lines, the Aorai handledeasily in the light breeze, and her captain ran her well in beforehe hove to just outside the suck of the surf. The atoll of Hikuerulay low on the water, a circle of pounded coral sand a hundredyards wide, twenty miles in circumference, and from three to fivefeet above high-water mark. On ... more>>
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