The Ghosts Of London is a book written by Henry Vollam Morton ("H.V."), published in 1939 by Methuen & Co Limited in London. Far from being on the subject of ghosts and the supernatural, Morton's book is instead a sentimental portrait of historic London juxtaposed with contemporary (1930s) London. The book is made up of 30 short histories and anecdotes, likely collected from his work as a journalist. Subjects profiled in the book include snuff, herb shops (including a recipe for making Aqua vitae), the London curfew, hansom cabs, lamplighters, Ely Place, the Royal Waxworks, the bells of St. Paul's Cathedral, Lambeth Palace, Big Ben and Huguenot weavers. A dozen black-and-white photos appear in the original edition, mostly credited to the London Daily Herald. The Ghosts of London pages 1 - 14 The first chapter is about the changes within London during times of war. Henry writes about a still autumn morning on the 3rd September 1939, he heard on the wireless that Britain was at war with Germany and that "In a twinkling the world had changed." He writes about how in the event of war your priorities change, he decided he wanted to change his will but found that due to the war his solicitors had moved all their documents to the countryside for safe keeping. Civilian army defense are described as wearing shrapnel helmets and armlets, patrolling the streets, directing the traffic and manning alarm sirens ready to direct people to safety. Henry then goes on to describe the sandbagged buildings, windows criss-crossed with gummed paper and an emptiness of London particularly Charing Cross. He describes how the sounds of London changed. Due to people leaving the city, dairy farmers were selling their ponies as there was not enough work for them. Henry writes about not wanting to contemplate not seeing the horse and carts, that because they are a familiar sight they usually go unnoticed. The book says that one of the strangest things about this war is the return of popularity in the London cellar. People began to show others around their cellars, Henry writes of his experience of being shown the cellar at his tailor's shop. The tailor led him down the stone steps into a crypt, the walls were framed with timber, there was a concrete crawl space that was said to be the emergency exit route that ran under the street. The