I think it's true that the only Kipling I've read before now was "The White Man's Burden," which is a really weird thing to say, but, in fairness, and arguably weirder still, I believe it was part of my seventh-grade English class, for some reason. I think we read "Rikki-Tikki-Tavi" as well, but... I feel there's a wonky contrast.... Anyway, nearly two decades later, I'd gained a greater interest in "adventure" stories, and so wanted to check out The Jungle Books and Kim soon-ish, but ended up reading The Phantom 'rickshaw, partly because I assumed the ghost stories would tie somewhat well into the Lafcadio Hearn I'd been reading earlier, but also because I expected "The Man Who Would Be King" to bear some resemblance to King Solomon's Mines and the like.
The title story and "My Own True Ghost Story" are quite decent, but not, I wouldn't say, much to "write home about," other than perhaps "novelty" as ghost stories from a time when such things would still "pass" as "literary fiction" rather than "genre fiction" - by which I think I basically mean Stephen King hasn't been born yet (not to necessarily knock King, and indeed I've just received three of his books in the mail this past weekend). "The Strange Ride of Morrowbie Jukes" is, in my opinion, just way better than the previous two stories, and I might go further to say I actually like it better than "The Man Who Would Be King." Perhaps I'm thinking in four dimensions, as a good bit of why I like that story so much is because it reminds me of Kobo Abe's Woman in the Dunes, written decades later, and which I now suppose is maybe less-good than I initially thought, as that novel bears somewhat extensive resemblance to Kipling's tale. Anyway, "Man Who Would Be King" is about as good as I wanted it to be, including using the same "this is a story that happened a while ago and I'm writing it to you in the present" set-up as aforementioned King Solomon's Mines or also Doyle's Lost World. I was a bit "shocked" at how brutal this story ends up being, in contrast to similar tales of white dudes trying to conquer mysterious foreign lands, as it doesn't not end very well for the two adventurers, both "losing their heads" in different meanings of the phrase....
I guess Kipling is quite good in what I've read so far. Uh, that is, his short fiction here, less so aforementioned poem. I certainly have an interest in reading more of his work, between short stories, novels, and other of his poetry (I have my eye on that collection curated by T. S. Eliot...). I think perhaps I've made a slight mess in "starting" with Kipling through ghost stories rather than something more "serious," but... I don't think the boundary between "genre" and "literary" fictions matters too much to me these days....