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95 pages, Paperback
First published June 7, 1990
Contents
Read this first! 1
The Green Child 13
The Apple Tree Man 19
Neighbours 25
The Master of Bees 33
Birch, Ash, and Elder 39
Night Riders 45
The Grateful Mermaid 59
The Loving Cup 65
The Mountains of the Moon 71
Blackdown Market 77
Visitors 85
Glossary of Plants 90
"Apple trees are special trees, touched with magic. Years ago and years ago everyone knew that. Their owners tended them and talked to them, they asked them to bear fruit and they thanked them for the apple harvest."The Apple Tree Man concerns two brothers - a kind-hearted and generous older brother (Giles), and a greedy, miserly but successful younger brother, Jack, who is the father's favourite and inherits the farm in its entirety. This story depicts Twelfth Night wassailing and sprinkling the trees with cider (also water on St. Swithin's Day, and special treats on Christmas Eve). It also repeats the myth of the animals speaking on midnight of Christmas Eve.
She did as she promised, and Simon watched her that evening as she made the broom. She had found a straight thin branch for the handle, and plenty of good strong twigs, with thin whippety young shoots to bind them all togehter. But after everyone had gone to bed, Simon waited until all was quiet and then crept down to the kitchen and looked carefully at the new broom.
Besoms are nearly always made of birch, but this was different. Birch twigs had indeed been used for the brush itself. But the handle was of ash wood, which protects witches from drowning, and the twigs were bound together by shoots of willow - most sinister of all trees. People said that on a dark night a willow would uproot itself and follow muttering behind a solitary traveller. Simon's heart turned cold as he looked, for birch, ash, and willow together make up a witch's broom.
Tomorrow would be May Day Eve, the last night of April, that the witches call Walpurgis Night. All the witches for miles around would mount their broomsticks and fly to a great meeting on top of the highest hill. He was sure that Maisie meant to join them. He was very afraid, for he knew now that Maisie's quiet ways were trickery, while in her secret heart she really hated her foster-parents.
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The moon was full that night. It filled every open space with light and cast long shadows from every bush and tree. Maisie was in the middle of the garden, striding the besom that she held with both hands. Close to her crouched the cat, its back arched and its fur all on end, yowling as it watched. Her eyes glittering in the moonlight, Maisie cried the command that every witch broom must obey.
'Horse and hattock! Away! Away!'
'The Little People may do good or they may do harm. That is why folk often call them the Good People - as you say 'Good dog' to one that makes you nervous. But Kate heeded no warnings about them. She wanted to see them and see them she would.This one does not have a happy end, and could be a little scary for sensitive kids. It's a cautionary tale about sneaking off alone into the night, really.
On Midsummer Eve, when the fairies ride at midnight, she slipped away from the house when her mother thought she was safely in bed. Quiet as a shadow she crept to the end of the little valley where they were said to ride and hid herself behind a hawthorn bush (and that in itself was follish enough, for hawthorns are sacred to fairies).
Her hair was green-gold, the colour of unripe wheat, and her eyes glinted like sea sparkles under a midday sun. Her skin was smooth and pale. Below her waist she was the shape of a fish, covered in shining scales of red and gold.Angela McAllister - I think that's the right person, as she does seem to do some illustration as well? - did a lovely job of simple, cartoony figures (not exceptional in their quality; she's no Victor Ambrus) - it's richly decorated throughout, with herbaceous borders or garlands on title pages and headers, a village map, and pictures for each story.