News tycoon Lord Comstock is greedy, ruthless, scandal-mongering, and dead by Archbishop, MP, Scotland Yard Commissioner, or mysterious lady.1 Death at Hursley Lodge by John Rhode2 Mrs. Bradley’s Dilemma by Helen de Guerry Simpson3 Sir John Takes his Cu
Beyond the civilized world of Harrod's and high tea, there is a darker side to London -- a demi-monde of fog-enshrouded midnights and alleys eerily lit by gas lamps, stained with the blood of some of the most unspeakable crimes in history.This collection
A priceless compilation of essays for parents concerned about their child's education. John Taylor Gatto gives some insights into the 'dumbing down' of America through government schooling; Hamza Yusuf Hanson delves into the traditional and spiritual reas
A Brief Message From Our SponsorThe title of this volume is Stories Not for the Nervous. There are those who will argue that this title could apply to any of the various tomes of terror, sagas of suspense, or groupings of grue which I have, from time to t
Lord Peter Wimsey and his bride, mystery writer Harriet Vane, start their honeymoon with murder. The former owner of Talboys estate is dead in the cellar with a misspelled "notise" to the milkman, not a spot of blood on his smashed skull, and £600 in his
Today you hear it even from many well-meaning Christians: "It doesn't really matter what you believe, so long as you're sincere."But in Creed or Chaos?, author Dorothy Sayers demonstrates that such a "doctrineless Christianity" is not merely impossible; i
While Lord Peter is abroad on a secret mission, Harriet Vane, now Lady Peter Wimsey, takes their children to safety in the country. But there's no escape from war: rumors of spies abound, glamorous RAF pilots and flirtatious land-girls scandalize the vill
The grotesquely grinning corpse in the Devonshire shack was a man who died horribly -- with a dish of mushrooms at his side. His body contained enough death-dealing muscarine to kill 30 people. Why would an expert on fungi feast on a large quantity of thi
One of the first women to graduate from Oxford, Dorothy Sayers pursued her goals whether or not what she wanted to do was ordinarily understood to be "feminine." Sayers kept in mind that she was first of all a human being and aimed to be true not so much
Lord Peter Wimsey bent down over General Fentiman and drew the Morning Post gently away from the gnarled old hands. Then, with a quick jerk, he lifted the quiet figure. It came up all of a piece, stiff as a wooden doll . . .But how did the general die? Wh
