ABOUT BOOK

The Wonder Club had its home in the ancient hostelry know as 'Ye Headless Ladye,' situated in the centre of two cross-roads in one of the Midland counties. More than two hundred years ago the members--a very select company--met there regularly, and regaled each other with stories. Their enemies--those not admitted to the gathering--called the club 'The Morbid Club,' and some of the tales here collected lend a suggestion of appropriateness to the name. There is an old-world air about all of the stories that will appeal to many. For winter evenings, when the reader is seated before a glowing fire and bright lights gleam cheerfully, these stories are well suited; and much gratification--of the 'creepy' sort--grim amusement, and stirring of the nerves will then be obtained from them.