Hector Hugh Munro became better known for his pen name, “Saki”. He is remembered as one of the masters of short stories, able to compartmentalize satire and mischief in just a few pages. This book is a 1928 publication of some of his stories, one of three volumes set out by the Viking Press. The other two books are somewhere in my collection but as of today, they haven’t purposefully fallen off any shelves in order to get my attention, but I will eventually find them.
The star story of this volume is THE TOYS OF PEACE, about a mother trying to prevent her young sons from developing boyhood obsessions with wars and soldiers, only to realize she never had a chance to be successful in that task. However, I preferred some of the other stories, which I’ve listed below.
THE INTERLOPERS
Two men belonging to two feuding families, end up fighting each other in the Carpathian Mountains, each with the belief they have their own back-up men somewhere behind them. When a falling tree branch traps them under a log, they start shouting for help. They soon see “men” coming to their rescue. Except, of course, the “rescuers” are something much scarier.
QUAIL SEED
The owner of a grocery store in an outlying town is finding his business is losing sales to bigger stores from larger companies. Soon, there appears in town a mysterious boy and an equally mysterious “Black Beard”. They both spend money on unusual items, drawing the attention of the townspeople, who start shopping again at the little store just to be around the foreign-looking newbies. However, all is not what it seems and the little twist provides a lesson for those who look down upon “foreigners”.
THE SHEEP
A man of property finds his future brother-in-law a complete nuisance. The dullard is not able to play bridge properly, shoots a protected bird, and ruins a local election. The man of property has no heir, his own boy lay underground somewhere on the Indian frontier, so his sister and her future husband will inherit his estate. The idea of a “sheep” inheriting all he has worked for upsets the man of property, but there doesn’t seem much that can be done to change his sister’s choice of fiancée. Until, that is, they visit an Alpine resort where a frozen lake and a dutiful dog change the future.
IMAGE OF THE LOST SOUL
An old cathedral provides resting perches for the many birds of the local area. When a tired songbird arrives to find shelter, the fat pigeons and noisy sparrows refuse to move over, as they don’t want to leave their stone angels and carved saints. So, the little bird finds itself the sole occupant of a brooding gargoyle, a “demon” to the other birds. Each day the songbird whirls a melodious tune then rests at night in the arms of the ugly sculpture. But the strange figure seems to change, its countenance becoming softer each day. When the little songbird is captured by the locals so it can sing to them, the Figure Of The Lost Soul finds itself missing its little friend, ending in a last foray. As the church bells ring, ”After joy…sorrow”.
When I started reading, I found I wasn’t really into the book. Perhaps the editors felt they had placed the strongest stories in the beginning, but I found my favorites to be in the later sections. Saki clearly sets up the reader to expect one ending or result, only to turn it all the way around, which is what a short story wizard must do. I didn’t realize he died during The Great War, another British writer lost in the mud of France. He seemed too old to enlist, but he joined the army anyway and returned to the Front even after he had been injured. After joy, sorrow.
‘You are not on the Road to Hell,’
You tell me with fanatic glee:
Vain boaster, what shall that avail
If Hell is on the road to thee?
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