Produced by D Alexander, Juliet Sutherland and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net Stories by American Authors VOLUME II _THE TRANSFERRED GHOST_ BY FRANK R. STOCKTON _A MARTYR TO SCIENCE_ BY MARY PUTNAM JACOBI, M. D. _MRS. KNOLLYS_ BY J. S. OF DALE, AUTHOR OF "GUERNDALE" _A DINNER-PARTY_ BY JOHN EDDY _THE MOUNT OF SORROW_ BY HARRIET PRESCOTT SPOFFORD _SISTER SILVIA_ BY MARY AGNES TINCKER NEW YORK CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS 1896 COPYRIGHT, 1884, BY CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS _The Stories in this Volume are protected by copyright, and are printed here by authority of the authors or their representatives._ [Illustration: Frank R. Stockton] THE TRANSFERRED GHOST. BY FRANK R. STOCKTON. _Century Magazine, May, 1882._ The country residence of Mr. John Hinckman was a delightful place to me, for many reasons. It was the abode of a genial, though somewhat impulsive, hospitality. It had broad, smooth-shaven lawns and towering oaks and elms; there were bosky shades at several points, and not far from the house there was a little rill spanned by a rustic bridge with the bark on; there were fruits and flowers, pleasant people, chess, billiards, rides, walks, and fishing. These were great attractions, but none of them, nor all of them together, would have been sufficient to hold me to the place very long. I had been invited for the trout season, but should, probably, have finished my visit early in the summer had it not been that upon fair days, when the grass was dry, and the sun not too hot, and there was but little wind, there strolled beneath the lofty elms, or passed lightly through the bosky shades, the form of my Madeline. This lady was not, in very truth, my Madeline. She had never given herself to me, nor had I, in any way, acquired possession of her. But as I considered her possession the only sufficient reason for the continuance of my existence, I called her, in my reveries, mine. It may have been that I would not have been obliged to confine the use of this possessive pronoun to my reveries had I confessed the state of my feelings to the lady.