[Gutenberg 48095] • Back o' the Moon, and other stories

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1906 Excerpt: ... THE FAIRWAY. Except that he called the gipsies the "Johnnie Faws," there was little of the rustic in his speech; and as he told the tale we seemed to see them, these Johnnie Faws, coming down the hill on that wild January forenoon. They did not come by the Portsannet road--it would have passed mortal eyes to find a road in the whirl and scurry and drift of white he described--but spread out like pheasant-beaters, crying one to another in the Romany, sometimes flung forward by the tempest, sometimes huddled down and covered over almost entirely by the snow. Perhaps the fact that he had been a schoolmaster accounted for an occasional positiveness in his manner, --it seems to remain with schoolmasters to the end of their days, --and he was an old man, who must be let talk after his own fashion. He told us how the wind swept out the tracks of the Johnny Faws behind them, and how the South Ness women looked compassionately on their wilder sisters, who did not cover their breasts once in ten years, but who had sought refuge from the storm, as the hares and foxes had done before them; and then he wandered off again, schoolmaster-wise, to tell us how the footprints of a fox over the snow made but a single line, and how a hare would lie at form, and what sort of tracks a robin made.... By and by he took up his tale again. "So we knew it was bad when the Johnnie Faws came down. Queer people--dark, whipcordlooking fellows, and one singularly handsome woman, very swarthy and black-eyed. I remember our women looked at her as if--as if--but our women lived in houses, you see.... Well, first of all we asked them about the Lizzie Martin; but they'd never heard of her. Was she a South Ness boat? they asked. Next we asked them if there was much snow on the Heights; and they an...