It is always wonderful to find obscure little books when shopping second-hand. Though I'll admit that this story didn't please me much, there's still something very special about it as little ghost story no one else knows. I found the descriptions of the house and the paintings inside it to be really good and engaging to the imagination, but that is about all I have to praise this for. The dialogue is confusing and the so called "philosophy" is all but a poorly explained spiritually transcendental mess that flips from Christian notions of heaven and the supreme power of God to the lies of the senses, vibrating consciousness, hypnosis and transcending time and space back and forth. It is a clear product of a wealthy American man from the late 1800s in the way it idolises marriage, attempts at eastern spirituality and portrays native people. In sum, I would love to see a better take on death being an overcoming of the limitations of the flesh and of human cognizance and 'ghosts' being products of this "freedom from the constraints of the senses" because this one wasn't sure what to do with such a concept.