Emily of New Moon

and Sunday at New Mo

ry wonderful time, so

ul impressions. If it

Emily lived two year

fascinating from the m

se into the square hal

ing through the red gl

htedly. What a strange, Fascinating, red

as if it belonged to

charm about the old

to, although she was

which aforetime had

nd the atmosphere of

not yet banished by

of Elizabet

E New Moon, " thought

id

g the breakfast table

nd jolly in the glow

n the ceiling had cea

ace entrance to the ki

p Saucy Sal was sitti

had lived at New Moo

Sal had already dru

that morning and tau

l. Cousin Jimmy's bi

was minus several bits

y-cat, who fancied he

at if that grey-and

new where was going to sta

in her arms and kiss

eth, who was coming a

a plate of sizzling

e you kissing a cat a

ed Emily cheerfully, "

see me a

our pertness, miss. Y

a

didn't kiss her on he

n her ears. It's nice

nd see for

. You have said qui

nto the kitchen majes

d. She felt that s

hadn't the least

her was too interesti

ious smells were comin

fed building at the

ed in summer. It was

the New Moon buildin

very wonderful now in

r all, since Cousin J

on and had grain grow

rows of trees that lo

barn lane, just behind

in Jimmy said the col

tful place where tree

rown into individual

bout their roots and w

fence. Straight ah

was a little slope c

were the big New Moon

ed lightly up and up, Over a hill, until it

n from the barns, car

ith him to the dairy

t she had never seen

ding in a clump of tal

over with cushions of

ent down six sand-s

nd opened a white door

n you were in a clean, Earthy-smelling, damp

cate emerald of youn

round, whereon stood

l of milk coated over

ositivel

ng for them and she

kimmed some of the fu

occupation and longed

t right down and writ

there was no account

She squatted down o

and proceeded to do it

her and went away and

our. This delayed br

But Emily had found j

et dim green light th

that she didn't mind

s a

Elizabeth informed Em

duties to drive the

nin

man just now and i

ute

" added Aunt Laura, "t

emselves. You have o

ga

fraid, " s

new nothing about c

rrays should not suspe

like a trip-hammer,

what Aunt Laura had s

us animals after all.

to follow, through th

le growth beyond, alo

was purring and pee

um

pasture gate until h

f the landscape. The

little green bosoms r

, with grassy, sloping, Treeless margins.

further out the gre

ed to Emily's eyes a

ner of the pasture, Walled off by an old s

ne Murrays were burie

as afraid to trust he

get better acquainte

olv

he crest of a steep li

rs, was a house that

nd weather-worn, but

ed; the roof was shin

were boarded over.

meant to be such a p

a house where there wo

es and lovely, fat, pu

re she named it the D

ishing that house, Furnishing it as it sh

animals to

asture-field was ano

, old house, tangled

indows, and a general

large, untidy lawn, o

ggled right down to th

the water. Emily dec

hese houses when she

e she went back, she

ore a certain path whi

ple further down. She

iryland--along the b

little path with la

ells under the firs, And little whims of lov

saw the shimmer of go

e the frolic of elfin

ng maple branches inte

--Emily knew all about

sheets of moss under t

ia's

aces where dreams grow

ight go on forever, b

and when she had scra

front garden" of New Moon, Where Cousi

e found the dearest li

thle

hrough Lofty

?" asked Emily, ra

e. Fifty years ago Un

ohn's father--old Mike

the pond and lived th

which wasn't long, of

e road--and Lofty J

o buy the land back f

s worth--but Lofty Jo

has a good farm of h

. He only pastures a

nd what was cleared i

horn in Elizabeth's si

y John nurse

called Lo

nd lofty fellow. But

garden, Emily. It's

me run the garden--to

the w

he do

to, of course. We we

the men were putting

as open--and we were p

forget what I said--'t

d she made to give me

epped back to get out

n't remember anything

the bottom--but my he

k up for dead--my he

sin Jimmy shook his h

to describe how or wh

while, though--pretty

een quite right since-

d because nothing ever

ater folks don't und

, they think you're

rr

e of your poetry to m

eage

s me I will. It's no

don't m

when the spirit move

accord to recite my

irit generally moves

he fall. Remember

u write your

New Moon. Elizabeth

er of any kind

ny money of your o

e good wages. But sh

es out a few dollars

o be trusted with mone

me my wages at the e

y to put it in the ba

n creature without a

had a good home and a

ars. I s'pose it was

st. But Elizabeth nev

since. But come you

e I have to go

iful place, well worth

en where no frost cou

ring a hundred vanishe

spruce all around it,

north side was closed

a long row of peonies

nst its darkness. One

and underneath it was

smooth by long polish

was an enormous clump

arge drooping-boughed

-house, covered with v

the north-west corner

t where the broad red

nd picked out with pi

ily had never seen a s

t enra

ndfather, Hugh Murray

" said Cousin Jimmy.

rovinces. And Uncle

the Indies. He

with delight. The ga

to her childish eye

lumns. These were th

nt far to justify t

they gave the house

ffect was just now ra

er the whole porch a

ws of potted scarlet

st

rt swelled

le house, "

arden?" demanded Cou

n, " said Emily, gra

well pleased, and the

and an odd look

n round this garden.

pass it by. Drought d

comes her

ntary step backward-

now Cousin Jimmy

t the sundial like gre

can tell you. You m

Jimmy made a splendid

u. Good-luck to you,

Dia

id Emily wonderingly.

th

? I'll tell it to-mo

t get off to my tur

at me. She won't sa

een the real

en Aunt Ruth pulled

aid Emily

e Ruth Dutton look--s

hate Ruth Dutton. Sh

rs any of it. The sp

o where they got her.

nut, and Laura's a sa

rray look, you'll kno

the Murray pride. W

eople ever happened.

o-mo

promise while the aunt

family conclave that

h tha

ble to wear, " said Au

have her whit

d that she was not to

ry interesting on the

en too far at Maywood

Greene's brother had

izabeth, " she said wi

wore my black dress

len Greene paid for it

all

not understand thin

lizabeth. "I do not c

niece in such a dress

Greene paid for it w

at before we came away

ch to-day. You can w

We can cover it

f with a sigh of disa

pleasant after all.

d, showed her the gra

esterday

ys buried here?" asked

o good to be buried

n't carry our pride as

t New Moon there was

yards nearer than Char

buried here--and la

lie with our own, her

he old Bla

ne out of a poem, Cous

out of one

ea of a 'sclusive bury

looking around her app

o the fairy-blue pon

ept gr

Jimmy c

ain't a Murray, " he s

of Shipley to boot, or

mista

ipl

wife--your great-gre

an. Ever hear of how

on

N

uebec--hadn't any noti

rough voyage and wat

on put in here to get

ness coming but--never

being sorry for her,

d feel solid ground un

ent and when she got t

e did; nothing could

of course, coaxed and

, I've been told--but

gings landed and stayed, Too. So that

ppened like tha

he long run. And yet

gave his wife with a w

orner--that one with t

at what he ha

ver. The big flat st

rsive epitaphs of an o

criptural verse or p

age and lichen, ran th

en with her, " said C

and she was a good wi

was the same after

m until it ha

hiver. Somehow, the

ying grudge against h

her ter

LF Murray, " she said

s a Murray tradition

gr

took its rise from

ed at it, you see. It

wisted it round to mea

rection, and there w

after a while th

er to another li

ley--who was sh

wife. He was Hugh's

Hugh did. His wife

he Old Country. She

s homesick, Emily--sc

here she wouldn't tak

it, demanding to b

off when she went to

to bed. Anyway, Will

he took off her bonnet

ugh's son, so Elizabet

dmot

the sunken green grav

ed Elizabeth Burnley'

ar

be homesick--_I_ k

theti

is buried over there,

ble stone in the buryi

--died when he was tw

mnly, "became a M

hy

nd clever and good. H

e. They say there nev

n. And lovable--every

years--not a Murray l

bout him at family gat

eople. So you see, E

--but it ended in that

grassy grave and the

mily, "if anyone will

I'm

ly full, " reflected C

orner for Elizabeth a

ou, E

uried here, " flashed

aveyard like this in

n Charlottetown grav

one thing worries m

ely to die of

ed judicially dow

Miss Puss. You've go

You aren't m

ding. "And now, Cousin Jimmy, WHY i

Clifford's house. F

ty years ago. He was

an. And when the hous

d him, Emily--right

ther nail was driven i

a. He's living there

at lot to anyone--so

ng

t house. I WISH it h

-even yet it

bit of Shipley in him, Too, you see. One o

e in the big grey hous

on of ours, too

Way back he had a c

That was in the Old

did. He's a good doc

m, Emily, and yet nob

count for that? HE do

ot such a fo

in AN

s an infidel, Emily.

me way, which _I_ thi

Jimmy conf

mother teac

" answered Cousin Ji

ese ten years, " he a

eat girl--hair like d

w dia

ou promised you'd te

cried Emi

re. Well, it's there

Emily. Fifty years ag

A great lady she was, And wearing silks and

two hundred pounds, Emily. That was a big

t sparkled on her whi

eps of the summer-hou

steps it

found?" asked Em

k of searching. Edwar

--but Uncle Archibald

t for his bride. The

er good friends agai

a spell hunting for t

he summer-house among

mily. I know Miriam

ld house yet. On moon

nting and beckoning.

to it--it's gone, and

somewhe

erie, indefinable some

ave Emily a sudden c

d the way he talked

ved the beautiful la

her father and the hou

me and hurt her so m

cret tears, she was be

and bird song and e

nging winds. She kne

ful and interesting, w

led dairies and pond

sappointed Houses and

Ellen Greene's God.

She was very curious

had already quite ma

d the Los