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This episode, we proudly present one of the big ones, an immortal classic that always

brings the house down. Edgar Allan Poe's, the fall of the house of Usher.

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I have arrived that well-known portion of the story where Ethelred, the hero of the Trist,

having sought in vain for peaceable admission into the dwelling of the hermit,

proceeds to make good an entrance by force.

Here it will be remembered the words of the narrative run thus.

And Ethelred, who was by nature of a doughty heart, and who was now mighty withal, on account of

the powerfulness of the wine which he had drunken, waited no longer to hold parley with the hermit,

who, in sooth, was of an obstinate and maliceful turn, but feeling the rain upon his shoulders

and fearing the rising of the tempest,

uplifted his mace outright, and with blows made quickly room in the plankings of the door

for his gauntleted hand. And now, pulling therewith sturdily, he so cracked and ripped and tore

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